Night terrors.

It's dead of night and he's screaming his lungs out again! It's the same madness every few nights, we go to bed peacefully and in the middle of the night we're at war with the unseen creatures that rule the night! The most amazing thing is that he has no idea he does it! Every morning I tell him about it and he thinks I'm making up crazy stories... Like when I tell him he snores; which is also true, but he wount hear any of it. So here we are tonight, you screaming maniacally for the heavens to open and me wondering what haunts you like this. I try and bring you back to the realm of the living, hoping that a break of wakefulness will ease your terrors. This is madness; caught up trying to wrestle you're sweat drenched violent sleeping self into reality!
"Gixa!" I call out "Gixa, get up! It's just a dream!

After a spirited struggle I finally subdue you. And there you lay giving me this blank look that whispers " what's going on?"



It's always so priceless, the innocent looks you peddle after this episodes.
"You've been wrestling in your sleep again" I say " let's get some sleep, its nearly dawn."

The usual awkward silence ensues where you wonder if the things I say about you are all true, if I know more than I care to tell you and how much I know. And I lay there in darkness wondering if I can keep doing this by my self, fighting this battle that my loving opponent is unware of; as if the darkness has chosen to make a puppet out you with the sole purpose of tormenting us! I wonder who we can seek help from? And where would I begin? With a friend? Or a psychiatrist? Or the church? I wonder how angry you'll get because I told someone you suffer some maddening nightmares... I want to believe it's a normal thing, and that it's just a phase but something inside of me tells me it's just the beginning.

The days are simple and sweet, its the nights I worry about. For months these terrors have eaten away peaceful nights and spewed out a grim experiences that should only live in the horror channel. Not any more, I think to myself; I've done my homework and found a remedy for the lunacy. I can't wait for you to get home! I feel like a mad genius with a plan; the excitement builds up as I make us dinner!

"Something smells delicious" says Gixa as he walks into the kitchen "what you cooking pretty Mama!"

I'm tempted to say the 'the last supper' but I catch my tongue and choose to behave myself!

"It's just a new fish recepie I found" I say " I hope you like it."

You give it a taste and your face lights up! So amazing how you, a vessel of joy and so much love; could be so tormented by darkness!

We go about our usual evening rituals and as usual you fall asleep early. I light some incense and bless your face with some holy water. Then lay down to rest my head.

Light filters through the curtains and birds sing their lovely songs; its morning! Success at last! Strange feelings of excitement and energetic bliss fill the room. I gaze upon you still in peaceful slumber and I know that we have won the battle!

As I step out of bed I'm paralyzed by a thousand shooting pains that electrify my back. I look back and to see bloody sheets! Willing myself to leave the bed and get to the mirror; there's deep scratches on my back! As if some kind of animal had aattacked attacked me in my sleep! It's then I notice the bloody writing by the incese holder "cease these clever games little wolf"! I walk over towards a peacefully sleeping Gixa whose hands are still covered with blood! Feeling a bit light headed and the room spins around me, I feel myself sleeping away into the unknown.

"Penzi" Gixa whispers "its time to get up"

Feels like I've been asleep for days! I notice the old woman by the bed, feelings of confusion and agitation rise.

"Calm down" Gixa says "she's here to take care of you, she used to be my aya"

How long have I been asleep? I Ask

"Just a few hours" he answers "you'll be good as new when morning comes!"

Suddenly the events from morning come rushing through my memory! I ask random questions in a bid to cover up the fear rising within! It's clear the aya knows what I'm doing, so she sends him away to fetch some soup.

"You will be alright" she says "these uniqe people bear some deep dark secrets, you understand?"

I nod my head like a good girl, all the while plotting my escape.

"You knew how special he was from the beginning" she continued "you need to take light with the dark, you understand?"

Again I nod.

"There's no need to run" she said "your family now."

My eyes widen.

"Yes I can read your thoughts" she smiles making her grey eyes sparkle besides her silky grey hair.

Gixa comes in with the soup. Attempts to feed it to me with little success. Food it the last thing in my mind.

The Aya urges me to try and eat something. She leans over and kisses my forehead, then declares her need depart. Gixa has to walk her out and I jump at this opportunity to check on the wounds on my back, to my surprise; there's nothing! No wounds, no scars, no bloody messages... Nothing! As if it was just but a dream!

I hear Gixa drawing closer, so I jump back into bed and act normal. He sits next to me, holds my hand and looks into my eyes.
"Where is it" he asks
"Where is what?" I respond
"Your special water" he demands

I pretend to have no idea what he's talking about. He gives me a reassuring smile and I cant help but notice that everything in the room, including us; is floating! Gravity no longer ruled and I quickly realized that I bit off more than I could chew.

"Where is it?" He insisted.

I pointed to where the little bottle lay hiding.

"Thank you," he said "we won't be needing this anymore"

I watched as it disappeared before my very eyes! Then everything slowly and gently landed in its usual place.

"There's no need to be afraid my love, You're family now." Gixa lulled.