Just as
the title says, I should have done this a long time ago, but I guess I don’t
have any more excuses.
As you
read, stay blessed
She’d
been curled there for days, no water, no food and so when the cell gates were
opened, she thought she had reached another reality of life especially when the
sun rays splashed into her cell room almost bringing back to life what had been
dead. Still crouched with chains on her hands and feet, she was hurled to her
feet by the same guard who saw to her misery day and night ensuring that her
relentless spirit broke and that she was tormented.
Afterall,
she had been kept here for so long, enslaved by the passions of her flesh
hereby allowing the cruel beast to automatically be her master
Was it
possible for death to take her, why wouldn’t it take her now? Why did she have
to go through so much torture and pain, feeding on agony and sorrow each
passing day?
Was this
her eternity?
Was she
going to be subjected to this forever?
She couldn’t tell how long she had been locked up in that cruel cell where skulls and bones were the ornaments that decorated the building, rats and rodents feeding on things they could feast their teeth upon.
Clothes
tattered, legs worn from paying for a lifetime mistake and breath reeking of
stale food given to her three days ago could not explain how undesirable and
worn out she looked. One would think a live garbage was walking on the street
as she was dragged again from the cell. For days, she stayed in darkness,
wallowed in it and her eyes had become so adjusted to it that the sun seemed to
scorch and pierce every part of her, as if eating into her flesh and she
screamed in pain when the guard hurled her across the road once more. She had
fallen to the floor and he was irritated by her balkiness.
“get up
you bag of bones!’’ he growled and jerked the chain towards him making her fall
like a heap once more. When he jerked the chains the second time, she angrily
spat on his face. Her act did not go uncompensated and he raised his thick
callused hands and hit her. Several blows followed and she cowered again.
It was at
this point she thought she was going to give up the ghost
“that’s
enough!’’ someone yelled from afar.
He stopped
but still writhed in rage cursing and bellowing, at the same time swearing that
after the court session, she was going to see his full wrath unleashed on her.
Mirah’s
head snapped up. ‘’court session?’’ she choked. Was her case going to be
decided once again? Was someone kind enough to bail her out from this misery
after so long. Could it be momma or papa or a kind relative who had suddenly
remembered her?
It seemed
like hours before they finally got to the courtroom and even when she wasn’t a
sight to see, she was made to stand before the judge of the highest court. That
same judge had sentenced her to death due to her horrible sin and atrocity.
That was the rule, that was what she deserved and yet, he still found her case
worth considering again.
What
would prevail this time?
She looked around and didn’t see anybody of her family line. No one to bail her out and she began weeping uncontrollably.
She looked around and didn’t see anybody of her family line. No one to bail her out and she began weeping uncontrollably.
She
couldn’t even look into the eyes of the judge. His eyes she could not behold.
She had betrayed him. She had taken sides with the enemy and became his enemy
automatically. Now the enemy she listened to and took sides with years before
had suddenly turned against her and tortured her day and night.
Oh what
poor choice she’d made and there was no atonement.
She had
been subjected to everlasting torment
Her chief
tormenter came proudly before the judge and presented his case, looking at her
disdainfully like he wasn’t the one who had pulled her into it the first place
and promised her so many things afterwards and she had been so easily deceived.
Just to be
facing the consequences
“She has
been sentenced my Lord.’’ She could hear him gloat. ‘’that’s your rule isn’t
it. The soul that sins shall die. Surely you’re not a man that should lie, and
you can’t go back on your word either. Because if I do remember clearly, you’re
a man of your words.’’
‘’blood
is required.’’ the judge said quietly still looking at Mirah as she stood sagged
on the podium where her eternity seemed to depend on the ultimate decision that
was about to take place
Her tormentor
laughed. ‘’ah…, yes indeed my Lord, her blood is required and I have it
already.’’
“no.’’
‘’but who
is willing to pay the price for this worthless bag that her soul decays
already. The blood of goats, rams, and the rest wouldn’t even be enough before
she goes back to her old ways again. She belongs with me.’’ He cackled and
Mirah broke down sobbing heavily. She knew begging wouldn’t do anything for her
at this time.
It was
too late.
The guard
marched towards her and grabbed her chain again and was about to pull her out
when the judge shook his head.
“that
child is mine.’’
Her
tormentor frowned. ‘’not anymore. That was changed a long time ago.’’
‘’blood
is required.’’ He looked into her eyes then. ‘’ And so, take mine.’’
“that’s
impossible!’’ her tormentor screamed, seething with rage.
And right
before Mirah’s eyes, the almighty judge that had decided her case years ago
became mere man right before her eyes but his eyes still sparkled with that
same fervor and love she’d never knew was there before beckoned to her and at
that moment she knew there was going to be an exchange
‘’this is
unbelievable!’’ the tormentor kept bellowing almost running crazy his face
contorting into a beast-like form. ‘’the blood of God over this mere human that
defied your wish?!’’
“I’m
reconciling her back to me.’’ He walked towards her and lifts her face to his.
‘’I love you.’’
She shook
her head still In tears. ‘’please, don’t do this. I deserve it. you’ve done
nothing wrong, I was the one who disobeyed you.’’ She held his hands. ‘’you
don’t know what I faced there….’’
‘’and
what more you’ll face if I don’t go.’’ She looks into his eyes and sees tears
strolling down his face. ‘’this is the only way I can reconcile you to me. I’ll
be back for you, I promise.’’
It was at that moment he kisses her and the entire burden she’s ever felt feels lifted away. All the pain and torture of so many days suddenly dies and then she opens her eyes and released he had taken everything upon himself.
Out of
shock, she repels, seeing him look the way she had looked when she entered the
courtroom and looked at herself, looking refreshed and different.
“Take him
away!’’ her tormentor screams. ‘’He asked for blood!..., then we’ll definitely
take his.’’
And all Mira
could so was break down in tears as they carried her savior away, beating him
and pulling him with chains the way they had done to her not so long ago.
To be
continued…….
