Devils Roses 04 - Witch

as her brother. The angels told her to seek out the Stag, the king of the Elves. She had wandered into the sacred garden looking for the Stag but Adam had been watching her. God had told him he would receive a mate. He assumed Lillith was his mate. He tried to convince her of his notions but she dismissed him, perhaps cruelly. He forced himself upon her in the forest. In the moment of anger, pain and humiliation she called upon the magic she felt in the sacred garden. She pulled the magic into her and let it fill her. She used it to curse Adam with endless suffering and pain. She did not know the scope of the suffering she would cast upon him. Realizing what he had done to her, Adam left the sacred garden, never to return again. He believed the land was cursed. Lillith was destroyed. When the Stag came he refused her, as she was with child. She stayed in the garden alone and gave birth to the Fae. She gave birth to the first of them in that garden. Part of her and Adam was in the triplets but so was the magic. They could change themselves into anything they saw. One mated with a bear and one with an elf and one with a wolf. She lived in the sacred garden with her children and their children for centuries, until our father fell and stole her from the garden. There was a prophecy written when the angels fell that the children of Lillith would save the world. Only the children of Lillith could lift the curse she had placed upon them. The fallen believed that meant saving the world from God but Lucifer and the good angels believed it would be from the curse Lillith placed upon Adam. Suffering would end as would strife and pain. The seven deadly sins would cease to exist as would war and hate. Revelations speaks of a world free from death. After the Armageddon the world would become heaven. Heaven on Earth. The fallen wouldn’t survive such a scenario.”
    Stunned and confused, Ophelia sat numb. “This is nuts. How do I fit into this?”
    “The prophecy was specific. The children who would save the earth would be twins. One would be sacrificed to give the other strength. Because of her hate for men most believe the daughters of Lillith will free her from the evil clutches of our father. That is why he has sacrificed each of us.”
    Ophelia watched the six balls of light, “What are you?”
    “We are the remaining magic. Each of Lillith’s children has magic in their soul, as do their offspring. When one of Lillith’s children is killed the magic remains. We were killed so that our magic would remain.”
    “How long have you been dead?” The question frightened her. How long had they waited for her to be born.
    “I am the eldest. I am over one thousand years old.”
    “I am the youngest and only forty seven years old.”
    She blinked at their answers. None of it was fathomable, but then nothing about her week was.
    “Where is my brother then?”
    “He is with our father.”
    She frowned, “Our evil fallen angel father? So is he bad?”
    The balls of light floated toward her and took shape, each looking more and more like her. One smiled at her and moved like it spoke, “No. We have been with him since his infancy.”
    Ophelia frowned at the ghost, “Why didn’t you come to me? Why have you waited until now?”
    “We couldn’t find you. We feared you were lost or held captive somewhere. If you had died you would have joined us but you never. We never gave up hope that you were still alive. We feared you were held by magic so your soul could not be free as ours is.”
    Ophelia felt a tear slip down her cheeks.
    “How did you die?” She asked.
    “Our father had us murdered at birth to stop us from ever ending the curse.”
    “How is it you have aged?”
    “We haven’t aged, we choose how we look. We look like Mother."
    Nothing surprised her any more but that did make her sick. She felt dirty to be born of a man so evil as to have her siblings murdered.
    She sighed and lie back down on the bed, “I just don’t understand how you never knew where I was.”
    “Miss Ophelia you had a guard around your house. The witch who your father forced to kill your sisters, she put you somewhere safe. She died to save you.”
    “The witch died making my guard?”
    Annabelle who had appeared out of nowhere nodded, “I don’t know no witch who can live through making a guard. It’s a permanent stain on the earth. It takes a soul to make it.”
    She rolled on her side and watched the light of the maid flicker,