The Banshee by Helen Scott

Author:Helen Scott [Scott, Helen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

The last thing Robin remembered was screaming her guts out as she let her banshee side run free. She didn’t remember passing out, nor did she remember where she was, since it definitely wasn’t the House of the Dark One. Instead of the dark walls and stones that made up Donn’s home, she was surrounded by light and nature. She lay in a bed that was as comfortable as floating on air. Light material covered her, and her body felt relaxed and rested. The walls seemed to be made of trees. Everywhere she looked, it was as though nature had taken over.

Small paintings decorated the walls, each depicting a facet of nature such as the ocean or a mountain. They were all exquisite. As she looked around, she realized that her jacket and shoes were off to the side, resting on a chair that reminded her of Hal’s carvings, but more detailed. Everything about it was filigree and curves. The door that was just past the foot of the bed was mostly fabric where she had expected more wood. She couldn’t see beyond it, and yet, she didn’t feel as though she needed to. Gauzy shapes passed by, but then it was quiet again.

Light streamed in through the window, and when it reflected off the wood, it created a golden glow in the room. A thin curtain fluttered in the breeze, offering her glimpses of what lay beyond. It reminded her of Ireland, all lush and green. The air almost had a sweetness to it that she’d never encountered before. When she sat up, the bed creaked slightly from her movements.

The door to the room slid open slightly, and a woman with a bird-like face peered in. Upon seeing Robin awake, she entered the room fully. “You’re awake, good!”

“Uh, hi. Could you tell me where I am?”

“Oh, you must not remember. Poor thing! You’re in Tír na nÓg, the Land of Youth.” Her face broke into a smile at the end and completely transformed. She no longer looked hawkish, but gentler and excited.

“We made it? Where’s Tlachtga and Chris?” Saying the two names together like that made her want to giggle. They were so different.

“They are here. We were all anxious for you to awaken. Everyone wants to thank you for helping to bring Tlachtga home, but with what she said about your banshee wail, we thought it best to let you rest first.”

Robin wasn’t sure what to say to that. She was glad for the rest, but was eager to get back to Hal and wasn’t sure how she could do that from Tír na nÓg.

“Come, come,” the woman said as Robin rose.

“What’s your name?”

“Fae do not give out their true name, as it holds too much power, but you may call me Aoife.” The woman bowed her head with a shy smile.

“Well, Aoife, would you mind taking me to everyone?” Robin stood, and the room swayed slightly. It was one of the common side effects she suffered after a particularly gut-wrenching scream.

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