Mr. Enigma part 2
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phantomhive0227The sun has come again to hold you
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Mr. Enigma's identity is revealed.

A partly fictional story,with some nonfictional undertones. I hope you enjoy.

Mr. Enigma part 2

by fueled by dreams

I saw you today. You met my  brother didn't you? You were so kind to him,and i want to thank you for that. He's so small and so young. I watched you smile at him,and lift him from his bassinet.

He looked even tinier in your hands,smaller than he already was. You lifted him with care;swaddled him in soft white cloth,and whispered something to him.

I couldn't hear over the slow beeping,or maybe,the words were just for him. I stood off to the side watching silently,my heart beating a mile a minute. Would you finally come and meet me today?

No.

You smiled sadly at me,as you held my brother gently in your arms. I turned and watched you walk down the hall,on silent feet. You disappeared right before my eyes.

But just before you did,you turned and looked at me with your dark,black eyes. You looked sad. Why?

"It's not your turn yet."

I felt my  breath catch,and my heart stutter as you said those words. I'd never heard you speak before now,and your words startled me. I felt hot tears leap up into my eyes against my will as you

turned back,and disappeared.

I walked back into my brother's room. I slowly stepped to his bassinet,and i realized that the tears in my eyes,were streaming down my cheeks. I touched my brothers small,cold form.

The high whine of the machine by his bed drowned out the cries of my family around me,and the tears blurred my vision of my brother.

"You should have taken me." I whispered. And I was sure I heard you whisper back ,

"Not yet,He still has plans for you."

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chissjacksBronze CommaA writer with a big heart.
6 months agoReply
Somehow, I knew Mr. Enigma was Death. This is a beautiful tribute.

phantomhive0227Bronze CommaThe sun has come again to hold you
7 months agoReply
@anominous that's exactly what I was going for,thank you!

phantomhive0227Bronze CommaThe sun has come again to hold you
7 months agoReply
@bernardtwindwil @anominous thank you both!!

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
7 months agoReply
This was haunting and exquisitely painful. The death of a small wee one is heartbreaking. But the promise of things to come counterbalanced the agony with ecstasy. I loved the way you kept the spiritual part ecumenical so that it could relate universally. Brilliant essay/poem. Great post!!!!

7 months agoReply
Wow this story is really, really powerful. Your story has a dark, yet light message. Death has come and taken her brother, but death knows that someone has special plan for her. She wants to be in her brother's place because of; tribute? Sacrifice? Longing to end life? That part is a mystery. You let us make it our own story, letting us believe what we want. Great post!