Here’s a small tease from the novel I am currently writing. It’s about a family that was blessed by God and sent into the world to battle evil. I currently having trouble picking a
last name for the main family. Nothing I have picked so far has pleased me. You may see a last name of the main character in this teaser, but it is not set in stone. Enjoy.
Alexander entered his mother’s dimly lit room encased in a smell of lilac and vanilla. Shadows dance around on the ceiling and walls occasionally touching down on the floor. He sees his mother with her legs folded underneath her sitting in her favorite purple, velvet chair. The chair being so big made his mother look as if she was a child almost engulfed by the upholstery.
She didn’t acknowledge Alexander’s presence and went about humming to herself, slowly cutting large locks of hair off. Her mind began slipping many years ago. The doctors couldn’t diagnose her illness and her symptoms persisted until one day she couldn’t hold on to reality any longer. She doesn’t pose a threat to others, but sometimes she would babble on about various apocalypses, and has been known to speak in a wide variety of tongues.
She suddenly stopped cutting her hair and stared at the dark wall as if she was in a gaze.
“I know my son has come to visit with me. I’m not blind.” She pointed in the direction of the wall, but no one was there. “Now, go away so I can talk to my child.” His mother turned and stared at Alexander who showed no surprise by his mother’s actions.
“Who were you talking to mother?” He calmly asked her.
“It was nobody important. Someone that has been very bothersome to me lately.” She smiled brightly.
“How are you feeling?” Alexander walked over and sat down in the chair across from her.
“Nothing is wrong. My friends tell me I’m all right.” She began to get a distance look in her eye.
“What friends, mother?” Alexander asked.
“That’s not what I want to talk about. There’s something you should know.” She started to become very excited as if the news would burst from her mouth.
“I have something to talk to you about also mother.” Alexander crossed his legs putting his hands over one another resting them on his knee.
“You would like to know about The Coming?” She gently brushed the strands of hair from her lap onto the floor.
“My friends tell me that they are already here. They are coming for our family.” She started humming to herself. “Remember I used to hum this song to you every night before you went to bed?” Alexander smiled at his mother.
“How do your friends know all these things mother?”
“My friends know all. They are not of flesh and bone like you and I. They go where they please and they know many important things.” She stared down at her scissors as if she was lost in thought for a moment.
“What else has your friends spoken to you about mother?” Alexander leaned over gently taking the scissors away from his distracted mother.
“They are also here to wipe out the family called Dresdian.” Her eyes began to sparkle as if she became very interested in her own words.
“Dresdian. Why would they want to kill off a demon family that lives amongst mortals posing as aristocrats?”
“I don’t know why. It’s just what my friends have told me. Are you dating again? Have you gotten her out of your mind?” She gave a sly smile and a small snicker.
“I did not come and visit you to talk about my social life. Nor do I wish to speak of her.” Alexander’s voice became very stern, but his mother could hear a little hurt lingering also.
“I don’t mean to upset you my sweet boy. But what you seek is from the person you do not wish to see. Now you must leave me. I am very tired and I wish to rest.” Alexander’s mother rose and gently kissed him on his forehead. She stumbled over to her bed and laid down, letting out a long relaxed sigh. “One more thing my sweet boy. It might not be wise to talk to your grandfather about what you will do. He won’t understand.” She quickly fell asleep leaving Alexander to the silence of the room
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