The Crystal – Convenient Incidents (83/84)

Convenient Incidents
The Father

The Crystal

The Father speaks to His pretty Daisy Williamson for the last time on the night before she dies. This time, The Father speaks to her in that same soothing, feminine voice she heard when she was a little girl feeding the ducks at the pond at the end of Fricker Drive.

‘Hello, my pretty Daisy Williamson.’ Daisy’s eyes snap open. She sits bolt upright and her wispy gray hair flies in front of her eyes, blinding her.

“Hello?” she asks as she claws the locks away from her face. “The Father, is that you? Are you there?”

‘It is me indeed, Daisy Williamson. I have always been here.’ But The Father does not sound happy. The Father does not sound angry, nor does The Father sound disappointed; The Father sounds sad. The Father sounds so, so very sad. ‘I have been with you all along, my pretty Daisy Williamson, as I am for all my children.’

Daisy scoffs. Her voice sounds high and creaky like that of a witch when she speaks. “You were not there that day at the beach when I lost my second child. You would not have let that happen, you failed me! And you lie to me now!”

‘I do not lie to you, my pretty Daisy Williamson; I was there that day at the beach. I saved your soul, but I could not save your unborn child; you chose to listen to the Great Old One. You did not hear me, but you listened to Him.’

“What are you talking about?!”

‘I told you a long time ago, little one: not all those like me are quite the same as me. And you asked what I meant. And I answered that you may find out in due time, but only if you chose to listen.’

“And… I chose to… to listen…” whispers Daisy as her head falls back to her pillow. “I listened to Him… instead of believing in you…”

‘You were afraid, little one; I do not blame you, Daisy, and so you should not blame yourself. I shed a tear as I speak to you, my pretty Daisy Williamson, for it was all meant to happen just as it had.’

Daisy too sheds a tear, but it is not for herself. Daisy weeps for The Father, because she finally understands. The Father truly is The Father, The Father of Existence, the one who bears witness to all events, the one upon whose shoulders the weight of those events fall. The Father cannot control the events He must see, The Father cannot change their course; The Father can only speak as things transpire and hope His children change their ways, but they never do. The Father must watch as His children commit atrocities unto one another, The Father must sit by and allow it all to happen, for The Father has no other choice. The Father of Existence gave birth to Existence, and He must let Her spiral all on Her own, and so Daisy Williamson weeps for The Father, she weeps and weeps until her tear ducts are dry as dust and ash.

‘My child,’ The Father says in that sad, loving voice.

“Yes, The Father?”

‘You are going to die soon, my pretty Daisy Williamson, and there is something you must do before your time comes.’

“What must I do? Anything, The Father. Please, just speak the words.”

‘The crystal, my pretty Daisy Williamson. Your son has found the crystal you left in your clubhouse. You must take the crystal and come back here; in the morning he will come to find it, and you shall tell him the truth.’

“The truth?” Daisy asks. “But what truth shall I tell him, The Father?”

But The Father speaks no more.

Hello Commons, this has been the fourth subchapter of the last story from Convenient Incidents, an anthology of fifteen interconnected short stories which revolve around a man by the name of Hilter Odolf Williamson.

Convenient Incidents is part of the Third Spiral, an anthology of sorts called The Here and Now which is comprised of stories told from the various planes of Existence.

Convenient Incidents is available to read for free in its entirety on my website. Click here to check it out.

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