Lancaster, 1790
Elizabeth Blackwheel pointed at the stake where her children were burnt alive. Her fingers were weak as scalds took over them with a certain rush of excitement that grieved her own soul.
Paul Littlebed rubbed his chin as he felt the weight of being an accomplished Christian dawn on him.
"My children didn't deserve any of this torture," Mrs. Blackwheel cried.
"So did my innocent wife your husband raped and murdered," Paul replied.
He took her by her arm and dragged her closer to a chopping board. Her mother, Mary Shoelace watched.
"Lord, I commit my daughter into your hands," Mary Shoelace prayed. "Forgive her for the sins of her husband and for the sins her children would have committed if they were still alive."
"Amen!"
Mrs. Blackwheel watched as her mother stopped praying. She was hoping for a quick death and a sharp suffering. But she was patient. She knew s
Somewhere, 987The man raised his head as he stumbled across two boys playing in the woods. Everywhere was dark. Even the stellar villages that set up fires late at night had gone early to sleep. Even the owls that sat on thick trees to hoot had left suddenly as if they had been chased away by someone who wanted to occupy the territory."Who are you?"The man lowered his head as he thought of his unknown identity. He passed through a tree and hid until the unwanted visitor who had attracted his attention had departed without further questioning him. When the full moon had risen properly, he placed his hat on his head, held on to a sacred necklace and continued walking without looking back.
Somewhere, 987The man was mad as he got closer to the treehouse he had been searching for only to find a bird flying around it without perching. Quietly, he sat down, trying to ignore the bird while focusing on what laid ahead of him.The Woman!The necklace!An unknown woman!He bit his lips slowly as he waited for his unfamiliar visitor to arrive. A woman he had arranged to meet before the full moon would appear in the sky. He adjusted himself properly as he tried once again to look into the sky and observe the irregular movements of the bird flying close to the treehouse."You look like a man who has fallen in love with the spirit of drinking," a woman appeared from nowhere and looked at the man. She was the unknown woman he had been waiting for. Her hair was long, up to her waist; flowing freely as if it had no end, as if it didn't want to end."And you look like a woman who has emerged from the dark," the man replied. "What can
Somewhere, 987The wind blew in rapid successions as the man walked alone with the necklace still on his neck. He felt slightly agitated that the woman had refused his offer without giving him a valid reason that would last in his memory for a good amount of time. When he got to the bank of a river, he bent down to wash his head only to be approached by an unknown man with a glowing teeth."Who are you?" The unknown man asked.The man raised his head and looked at him. "I am a man who seeks to trade. I am a nobody," he said.
Somewhere, 987Blackwheel wasn’t sure of what to say when Alberto told him that a young maiden who he loved was about to get married. There was obviously something going on in Alberto's mind that he couldn't figure out. Before the wedding began, the young maiden came close to them and told Alberto of her decision to avoid him."I am going to get married," she said. "And I won't be seeing you any longer.""Is there anything you want us to do for your marriage?" Alberto asked."Yes!" The young maiden replied. "I want both of you to kill some animals with your sword."
Somewhere, 987The man who was in possession of a necklace he had tried several times to sell was called Barg. He had tried to give it to an unknown woman in return of something he desired but it didn't work out as he had planned. He wasn't happy when he visited the last place to see if he could get an old woman to buy the necklace from him. Again, he was rejected and told to look for something better to do. When he couldn't deal with his frustration any longer, he dashed into the road in search of someone he knew could help him. That person was Alberto. The friend of James Blackwheel who was deceived by Sophia. A woman who was later killed by a man named Man. It was almost noon when he found Alberto sitting with Blackwheel and admiring the wedding party that was going on around them.Barg moved close to them and greeted them. Alberto responded and asked him what he wanted."I am looking for Alberto," Barg said
Pennsylvania, 2020Maria saw what she was looking for as she stepped out from the prison gate. With the clothes she used to enter prison back on her body, she felt a certain reassurance that she was innocent, that she was free. Through the scattered people surrounding the prison, she found joy as she noticed Uju and Abby standing close to a man she didn't see during all the visits she encountered in prison.Uju apparently saw it too in her eyes. From the movements of Maria's hands, she felt the tension that was rising in her."Calm down," Uju whispered as Maria approached her. "How was your time in prison?""I don't want to talk about it," Maria said. "It was a terrible time where I had to tolerate real criminals messing around with me.""Real criminals?" Abby laughed.Maria loosened her grip on Uju's shoulders and backed Abby. "Who is the young man standing beside Abby?" She asked."The young handsome man?" Uju raised her voice.
Pennsylvania, 2020After Clark dropped Maria and Uju at their apartment, he headed straight to a bar that was closeby. When he arrived at the bar, he gazed down at the floor as he tried to remember the patterns he had seen on his way to the prison that housed Maria. He couldn't remember. Despite several attempts, he still couldn't remember how the patterns were shaped like. Suddenly, he felt naive as a woman approached him and asked if he wanted a drink or something else."I don't want anything," Clark said to the woman."You have to drink something," the woman who was named Miss Crow replied quickly.After a little bargain followed by a brief argument, Clark finally agreed to drink something but on the condition that she doesn't charge him which she bluntly refused.
Pennsylvania, 2020Everywhere was cold when Bessie arrived with Maria. They pulled their coats and dusted their feet on the floor, removing the little snowflakes that had gotten attached to their feet. It was December and almost three months now since Maria was granted her freedom which she thoroughly deserved because she was innocent in the murder of her student, John."How are you doing?" Maria said to Clark.Clark raised his head and smiled. He was making a cup of coffee with his eyes focused on the television. There was a popular show going on that he loved to watch despite the situation surrounding them."I am slowly coming along," He said. "What about you? How did your trip with Bessie go? Did you see where my friend, Michael, used to live when he was still alive?""Yes, I did!" Maria said with delight. "I am truly sorry for your loss. From what the folks who live there said about him, I am definitely sure he was a good man when he was