Her flaxen hair flew in wisps around her tender ivory skin, her startling violet irises shattering all scientific research completed at the time. She emerged from nowhere in the late summer of 1878, causing a commotion in the small village of Cudham, England. She went by the name Evelyn.
The first night of her arrival was an odd one. A piercing wail devastated the common tranquility of Cudham. The tragic sound was traced to the eerie woods just south of the community. It was decided amongst the neighbors that the piercing noise was an animal's, not search-worthy. Evelyn was not present. Only one man noticed the absence.
The following day, a limp body was discovered by a traumatized grandmother. By 9:32 am, the body was pronounced dead by a local doctor. With no evidence for support, cause of death was declared unknown. Just like that, the case was closed.
A wave of broken depression rippled through the town, the doctor's dismissal was not taken lightly. A man by the name of Henry in particular, was not satisfied. The same man was also the only resident observant enough to note Evelyn's disappearance the other night.
Perhaps she was a heavy sleeper, perhaps she was too tired to tramp through the town at one in the morning, but Henry decided to do a little digging. After all, the man who had passed away that morning, Eli, was his best friend. The detective hidden inside of him pushed away the weeping, human side of him
Partly vengeful, partly curious, Henry took a visit to library located on the other side of town. Already, a slight hunch was developing in his highly literate mind. The sniffling librarian waved Henry right through, accustomed to his early journeys to the library.
Henry's eager eyes scanned through volume after volume of dusty books, before stumbling upon information that aided his intuition.
"A banshee is a female spirit who will emit out a long, wailing cry as a warning that someone is about to die in a particular household. The banshee can appear in a variety of guises. Most often she appears as an ugly, frightening hag, but she can also appear as a stunningly beautiful woman of any age that suits her. Although not always seen, her mourning call is heard, usually at night when someone is about to die and usually around woods."
He recalled falling asleep to the melodic sound of his mother's voice as a child, listening to a analogous folklore.
As quick as he arrived, Henry exited, waving to the librarian who was now meekly crying behind her desk. Henry's cheap tan sandals pounded against the unpaved roads as he raced to the town square, rounding people up as he went.
Arriving at the village square, he rang the cherished village bell, calling the attention of all the residents. Evelyn sat at the far end, her intricate eyes fixed on Henry. Catching her eye, Henry felt a sudden shockwave flow through his body, supporting his conclusion even more.
He diverted his eyes, and opened his mouth to speak to the mourning crowd that stretched before him. "That women," he announced, pointing to Evelyn, "is a banshee." A murmur passed through the hushed crowd. "She is the reason behind Eli's death. It was her," he continued, his eyes going anywhere but Evelyn.
When he turned back to look, as expected, he could see the crowd had become quite riled, their grieving expressions morphing into livid ones. But to his surprise, Evelyn showed no signs of fear or remorse. Instead, she turned to leave. The mass chased behind her, aggressively threatening the mysterious women.
Oddly, though she was walking calmly, and most of the angry mass had broken into a sprint, she strayed far from their angry reach. And, with one look back, Evelyn literally vanished into thin air, just as she had come, never to be seen again. A thin tendril of smoke took her place, as fine and delicate as her hair.
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The Scream of The Bansheeby FeelinLuckyPro87,059 views
absolutely perfect.
i honestly don't understand why you hate your writing. if i had as good of skill as you i would be obnoxiously cocky . . . (:
HartJBiebs42 11 months ago
@HartJBiebs42 But, the thing is... you do.. only better.
readingkitty1 11 months ago