Angel in the darkness – An Ambrosia Challenge
Prologue The first time I saw you was like magic. I was a waiter in “the house of beautiful skills” when you where playing piano. I never had heard such beautiful music before. I had never seen suc...
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Chapter 8 – Last night
Tonight Shaiyenne went out with some friends or something like that. I wasn’t sure about it. All what counted was that I was alone in the old house. I had trained a lot during the last nights and tonight would be the night. I floated to my piano. I knew that it wasn’t really mine anymore, but the feeling was still the same as it had been when I had been still alive. I sat down on the leather polstered seat and took several deep breaths. I started to focus my energy on my transparent fingers. Sure later I would need my feet as well for the pedals but now I was just at the beginning of being a ghost. To get a better concentration I closed my eyes. I imagined how the music would vibrate deep inside of me. How my soul yearned for it was nearly indescribable.
http://i.imgur.com/aZYyZp2.png
Then when I thought I had put enough energy and concentration in my fingers I hesitated. What if Shaiyenne would come home and find a self-playing piano? What is I annoyed the neighbours? What if I had forgotten how to play? What if it wouldn’t work? What if … ?
I panicked and lost my concentration.
,No! This is your dream since you died. Be once in your existence brave and do what you want ti do. I am already dead, what worse could happen?’
I started to concentrate again. I felt how the energy got back to my fingers. I already used a lot of my energy and so I got more transparent than normal except in the hands. Now or never. Carefully I placed one finger on the piano keys. A deep, bit out of tune tone came from the music instrument and a wave of happiness came over me.
http://i.imgur.com/p7suFh4.png
Before I realised it I placed my other fingers on the keys and played the first song. It carried me away. Back to the days where I had been still a normal girl, where I had a future and not just a past. I played a song Mama had shown me especially for Christmas. The memory of hot vanilla cookies came to my mind. Mama had been baking in the kitchen and Papa had tried to steal a few fresh cookies. They had been fighting playfully for them and in the end Papa got a few. He had given me a fw if I played that song for him. Of course I had done and I got my cookies. Later Mama had joined us too with a Chai tea. It had smelled so wonderful from the cinnamon and the ingwer that I still could remember it now.
http://i.imgur.com/EN0kK2S.png
I started with the next song. This time it was a song I used to play in summers. We never had made a lot of trips or but during the summertime Mama and Papa had a bit more freetime. Then we had taken walks at the bluffs where I had swum in the old pool while my parents had lightened a fire for us. Sometimes we had been walking through the old city centrum of Windenburg. Papa had always told me at which place or bar or park or part of the street he had kissed Mama already and where he still needed to do so. Mama had blushed a little bit and had said him that he would act like a child. It had ended most of the time with Papa grabbing Mama and pulling her into another kiss. I knew that the most people would think how awkward and embarrassing this was when your parents acted like that and yes it kind os had been, but this love they found in each other was above all that feelings.
http://i.imgur.com/RYxls8j.png
I felt suddenly a sting in my heart. It was not because I missed my parents so much even though I did, it was because I would never be able to expire such a love. I never even had my first crush when I had been alive. No first date or first good night kiss or a first “I love you” or a first boyfriend or a first night …
I concentrated on the music again. There was no way back. Self-pity wouldn’t help a bit.
I had played several songs when I heard Shaiyennes keys. I stopped immediately and floated a bit closer to the door. Then it opened and a drunken Shaiyenne went inside. Behind her a man followed her. She dragged him upstairs. The man suddenly put his head in my direction and I hid myself with getting completely invisible.
Why didn’t I want him to see me? I mean I had tried it with Shai and the other guy. So why did it frighten me so much that he may could? Shouldn’t I jump in the air for happiness that someone may could see me? That I wouldn’t have to be alone the whole time?
I shook off this thought and went outside. I watched the stars until I felt the pull of the darkness again. Somehow I was glad this time to let me fall into it …
Tonight Shaiyenne went out with some friends or something like that. I wasn’t sure about it. All what counted was that I was alone in the old house. I had trained a lot during the last nights and tonight would be the night. I floated to my piano. I knew that it wasn’t really mine anymore, but the feeling was still the same as it had been when I had been still alive. I sat down on the leather polstered seat and took several deep breaths. I started to focus my energy on my transparent fingers. Sure later I would need my feet as well for the pedals but now I was just at the beginning of being a ghost. To get a better concentration I closed my eyes. I imagined how the music would vibrate deep inside of me. How my soul yearned for it was nearly indescribable.
http://i.imgur.com/aZYyZp2.png
Then when I thought I had put enough energy and concentration in my fingers I hesitated. What if Shaiyenne would come home and find a self-playing piano? What is I annoyed the neighbours? What if I had forgotten how to play? What if it wouldn’t work? What if … ?
I panicked and lost my concentration.
,No! This is your dream since you died. Be once in your existence brave and do what you want ti do. I am already dead, what worse could happen?’
I started to concentrate again. I felt how the energy got back to my fingers. I already used a lot of my energy and so I got more transparent than normal except in the hands. Now or never. Carefully I placed one finger on the piano keys. A deep, bit out of tune tone came from the music instrument and a wave of happiness came over me.
http://i.imgur.com/p7suFh4.png
Before I realised it I placed my other fingers on the keys and played the first song. It carried me away. Back to the days where I had been still a normal girl, where I had a future and not just a past. I played a song Mama had shown me especially for Christmas. The memory of hot vanilla cookies came to my mind. Mama had been baking in the kitchen and Papa had tried to steal a few fresh cookies. They had been fighting playfully for them and in the end Papa got a few. He had given me a fw if I played that song for him. Of course I had done and I got my cookies. Later Mama had joined us too with a Chai tea. It had smelled so wonderful from the cinnamon and the ingwer that I still could remember it now.
http://i.imgur.com/EN0kK2S.png
I started with the next song. This time it was a song I used to play in summers. We never had made a lot of trips or but during the summertime Mama and Papa had a bit more freetime. Then we had taken walks at the bluffs where I had swum in the old pool while my parents had lightened a fire for us. Sometimes we had been walking through the old city centrum of Windenburg. Papa had always told me at which place or bar or park or part of the street he had kissed Mama already and where he still needed to do so. Mama had blushed a little bit and had said him that he would act like a child. It had ended most of the time with Papa grabbing Mama and pulling her into another kiss. I knew that the most people would think how awkward and embarrassing this was when your parents acted like that and yes it kind os had been, but this love they found in each other was above all that feelings.
http://i.imgur.com/RYxls8j.png
I felt suddenly a sting in my heart. It was not because I missed my parents so much even though I did, it was because I would never be able to expire such a love. I never even had my first crush when I had been alive. No first date or first good night kiss or a first “I love you” or a first boyfriend or a first night …
I concentrated on the music again. There was no way back. Self-pity wouldn’t help a bit.
I had played several songs when I heard Shaiyennes keys. I stopped immediately and floated a bit closer to the door. Then it opened and a drunken Shaiyenne went inside. Behind her a man followed her. She dragged him upstairs. The man suddenly put his head in my direction and I hid myself with getting completely invisible.
Why didn’t I want him to see me? I mean I had tried it with Shai and the other guy. So why did it frighten me so much that he may could? Shouldn’t I jump in the air for happiness that someone may could see me? That I wouldn’t have to be alone the whole time?
I shook off this thought and went outside. I watched the stars until I felt the pull of the darkness again. Somehow I was glad this time to let me fall into it …
