This is a story about a sacrifice , this story is about a small girl and their family.......
Here begins the story ,
"Where is our sister?"- the cry went up among us, who were her old sisters and brothers on the morning after the little one was discovered missing. So,there were a large farm family ,and their farm was not very prosperous , and so the children were obliged to share rooms and beds; but the youngest sister still slept alone in a corner of their parents' bedroon . "Oh, where is she? My daughter,my baby? Wdho has taken her from us ?" So our distraught mother cried,for momma knew that the little one would not have wandered off by hherself, but must have been abducted ,but no one knew the real truth expect momma.
All that day they searched for their little sister, days passed by and then all that week and that month and year they would search for her and never would abandon their search for her,for the remainder of their troubled lives.Had cruel fairies carried her off into the Underworld? Had a wild beast made its way through and open window as they slept, and borne her away into the woods ,in his jaw? Or had the little girl simply vanished, as dew sparkling like gems will vanish on the grass with the rising of the sun, transformimg the comfort of night to the starkness of day .
In fact , their sister had been abducted by fairies. But with Father's consent in exchange for their sister ,the fairies promised father an abundant harvest,after several years of drought. Only later would this fact be revealed , when we were grown and gone from home and scattered to the corners of the earth ; and yet remembered vividly their lil sis as she 'd been on the eve of her diapperance : a delicately boned child of four,with a small face ,blue eyes ,pale silvery blond hair of unusual fineness. We would learn that our sister had not been taken to the underworld ,for her fate was more mysterious, and yet more cruel. The fairies bartered her to a wealthy noble family who lived on a great estate in our village, their accident name synonymous with high rank and devout religious belief and the solemn responsibilities of such.
"Mumma! ,Help me ! " Their little sister woke to find herself gagged nad wrapped in a blanket hoisted aloft by fairies whose faces she was never to see. At first, it seemed that the girl was carried up a steep embankment ; and then she was carried to the earth ,to be freed in a dungeon below the nobleman's great estate. She would be given just enough food and drink to sustain her , and just enough candlelight for her to see dimly , as undersea creatures with their rudimentary eyes. At the outset of her confinement she wept and called her mother , she wept and pleaded with her invisible captors to release her, but her captors were but servants of the noble family , and dared pay her no attention. And so the child might have been plaeading with the blank granite face of the mountain ,As with such individuals.
It is said the the family themselves came to glimpse their sister , only a few times. It is said that they were led by a priest, appointed to over see the noble family's private chapel within the high walls of the estate. To serve as a priest in such priviledged quaters is a position of great esteem, and the priest was conscious of his wirth in assuring the family that the "little sacrifice" - for so the girl was known to them,lacking any other name- was safely confined and suffering no pain. The priest advised his patrons " she is a peasant child and lacks the sensitivity of our kind. She is changed. She will lap up water like a dog . She eats greedily .She no longer walks in the confined space , but she can crawl if she wishes. She has grown dull with time . She has ceased crying for her mother . She has ceased pleading to be released. Like the others before her she will forget ,in time, the world beyond her dungeon that is now her home .
In this way the noble family was assured that the little sacrifice was a success.
"She is our measure of what god will allow. Without her how could we gauge the wikedness of uor heart. And i our hearts,hearts of mankind . How could we gauge our own fortune , blessed bu god? "
These were god fearning folk. Except for their single aberration . They were upstanding human beings. You would be excited and flattered by their good opinion of u , as most casual nod of the head , a warm greeting from such aritocrats in your direction. Sometimes they are found attending church services in the village . They are seated in very front and never fail to rise fir communion . They are known to tithe their income and to give directly to poor. They are never without smiles . Besides in the church, the grieving , broken parents and family of the lilttle sacrifice , they are especially kind, missing their child.
Here begins the story ,
"Where is our sister?"- the cry went up among us, who were her old sisters and brothers on the morning after the little one was discovered missing. So,there were a large farm family ,and their farm was not very prosperous , and so the children were obliged to share rooms and beds; but the youngest sister still slept alone in a corner of their parents' bedroon . "Oh, where is she? My daughter,my baby? Wdho has taken her from us ?" So our distraught mother cried,for momma knew that the little one would not have wandered off by hherself, but must have been abducted ,but no one knew the real truth expect momma.
All that day they searched for their little sister, days passed by and then all that week and that month and year they would search for her and never would abandon their search for her,for the remainder of their troubled lives.Had cruel fairies carried her off into the Underworld? Had a wild beast made its way through and open window as they slept, and borne her away into the woods ,in his jaw? Or had the little girl simply vanished, as dew sparkling like gems will vanish on the grass with the rising of the sun, transformimg the comfort of night to the starkness of day .
In fact , their sister had been abducted by fairies. But with Father's consent in exchange for their sister ,the fairies promised father an abundant harvest,after several years of drought. Only later would this fact be revealed , when we were grown and gone from home and scattered to the corners of the earth ; and yet remembered vividly their lil sis as she 'd been on the eve of her diapperance : a delicately boned child of four,with a small face ,blue eyes ,pale silvery blond hair of unusual fineness. We would learn that our sister had not been taken to the underworld ,for her fate was more mysterious, and yet more cruel. The fairies bartered her to a wealthy noble family who lived on a great estate in our village, their accident name synonymous with high rank and devout religious belief and the solemn responsibilities of such.
"Mumma! ,Help me ! " Their little sister woke to find herself gagged nad wrapped in a blanket hoisted aloft by fairies whose faces she was never to see. At first, it seemed that the girl was carried up a steep embankment ; and then she was carried to the earth ,to be freed in a dungeon below the nobleman's great estate. She would be given just enough food and drink to sustain her , and just enough candlelight for her to see dimly , as undersea creatures with their rudimentary eyes. At the outset of her confinement she wept and called her mother , she wept and pleaded with her invisible captors to release her, but her captors were but servants of the noble family , and dared pay her no attention. And so the child might have been plaeading with the blank granite face of the mountain ,As with such individuals.
It is said the the family themselves came to glimpse their sister , only a few times. It is said that they were led by a priest, appointed to over see the noble family's private chapel within the high walls of the estate. To serve as a priest in such priviledged quaters is a position of great esteem, and the priest was conscious of his wirth in assuring the family that the "little sacrifice" - for so the girl was known to them,lacking any other name- was safely confined and suffering no pain. The priest advised his patrons " she is a peasant child and lacks the sensitivity of our kind. She is changed. She will lap up water like a dog . She eats greedily .She no longer walks in the confined space , but she can crawl if she wishes. She has grown dull with time . She has ceased crying for her mother . She has ceased pleading to be released. Like the others before her she will forget ,in time, the world beyond her dungeon that is now her home .
In this way the noble family was assured that the little sacrifice was a success.
"She is our measure of what god will allow. Without her how could we gauge the wikedness of uor heart. And i our hearts,hearts of mankind . How could we gauge our own fortune , blessed bu god? "
These were god fearning folk. Except for their single aberration . They were upstanding human beings. You would be excited and flattered by their good opinion of u , as most casual nod of the head , a warm greeting from such aritocrats in your direction. Sometimes they are found attending church services in the village . They are seated in very front and never fail to rise fir communion . They are known to tithe their income and to give directly to poor. They are never without smiles . Besides in the church, the grieving , broken parents and family of the lilttle sacrifice , they are especially kind, missing their child.
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