Prologue

            Have you ever wondered what it would be like to cry as your occupation? If you have, stop, because you must be an ignorant fool to ponder on such painful things. There is no greater pain than crying for those who are passing through the last night of their lives. It is a horrible business, arriving where needed and finding the washing basin with the poor soul’s outfit for their final resting just waiting to be washed. The images I have seen through the windows to the rooms of those who are dying are burned into my memory, fused together to make up the pieces of my banshee soul.

 

            Boo, we are real. How about that? The women who wash the clothes of those about to die and weep for their lost past and future and diminishing present. The women who are tied to one estate for all their lives and watch the life grow inside the people we will one day try to comfort with our song in their final moments before Death arrives. The women who are born of dead souls by the rare choice of the Family of Fate: Father Time, Mother Nature, Sister Sleep, and Brother Death. I was one of the chosen, nearly fifteen hundred years ago, for a reason I still have yet to discover. I am the youngest banshee, yet I feel as though I am the oldest. Never changing, spending night after sleepless night roaming through the Sikes Estate, waiting for the next message from Morgan to prepare for a mourning.

 

            Then the water is drawn, the clothes are stolen and washing in tears to soon be replaced, the song is sung, and the final tears wiped away as Death appears to do his deed. I must look away, as every banshee must, for it is the highest crime imaginable to watch Death as he takes someone’s soul. Then we must sit by the body until it is discovered and someone else makes it their job to cry and grieve.

 

            Everyone cries when Death comes to visit.

Author's Note

I know this is short, but the next one will definitely be longer, I just wanted to give you guys a sense of what the banshees in the story are like and some background. The main character will be introduced in the next chapter as will some other characters. I hope you enjoyed it! Please give any and all thoughts you have about this, I would really appreciate it.

Reviews

[kumars]

yse indeed i let you know that here in inida, cry is a occupation, if you want to know more...

[Criss ;)]

Now i'm excited to read your next chapters and your this complete book after read your this deep prologue. Hope you'd be soon dropping here your next chapters.