The Unexpected Mistake by Charlotte Rothgeb

Prologue:

I destroyed it.  The one thing that I held dear to me throughout the horrible expansion that is my life.  She stayed with me through my hardships, and now I have caused grief by letting her destroy herself.  How was I to know what she was going through?  How was I supposed to know she was suffering?  I would always see her struggling through endless pain, yet I did all I could do to convince myself that what I was now seeing with my own eyes, was all a nightmare, a painful, never ending, nightmare.  Whenever I let the truth flow to my brain I would ask her, “Are you feeling okay?”  She would shift herself and sit up straight.  She would put on a strong, truthful face and say, “Nothing’s the matter sweetie, I’m fine.”  

Why did I make myself believe her?  Why did I have to simply watch as she convinced me that nothing was the matter.  While in truth, she was struggling to make something she always wanted, that would make us both happy.  She didn’t even know that after the final step, she wouldn’t survive to see her happiness bear fruit and grow into something unimaginable.  She wouldn’t be able to craft it into what she truly wanted it to become.  

Now she’s gone.  I alone am stuck with her creation of happiness, but what I see is not a bundle of joy.  What I see when I look at it is a life taker.  Something that will bring pain and suffering, very little joy and happiness.  Because of my nature, I can’t make myself begin to craft it into what she would’ve wanted.  I have to send it off.  Back into the world in which she originated.  A world that has been bound by a curse, a plague, which I bestowed upon it.  

A friend, that’s what I need in this type of situation.  The only problem is that I don’t have a friend.  I only have a group of villagers I can trust.  One extremely trustworthy person among them.  He is also a curse, but a much kinder and gentler one than the ones I am used to.

I will send him off.  I will send Mika’s child off to this tiny gathering of villagers.  I will let the gentle evil raise him into the man Mika would’ve wanted, and when the time is right, I will tell him the secrets surrounding the world.  The secrets surrounding his mother and me.  Finally, I will tell him the secrets surrounding himself.  I will show him to the world that I live in and invite him to what he should’ve been born into.  The world that hates me, will hate him, and the world that rules and knows both too much, and too little.