Grim anthology. Christine Johnson
cannot choose who we are born to.”
“Truly.” The raven turned away and raised her wings to take flight.
“Please don’t go yet!” said the young man. “Meeting you is the most interesting thing that has ever happened to me.”
“Unsurprisingly.”
“Won’t you tell me of your curse?”
She lowered her wings. She did not turn back around, but craned her head toward him.
“I have been cursed like this since I was but a year old.”
“And how old are you now?”
“Seventeen.”
“That is terrible!” said the young man. “Is there no way to break this curse?”
The raven turned back all the way around to face him. “There is. Why, would you be willing to attempt it?”
“Of course!” Then he looked suddenly hesitant. “That is...if it is within my ability.”
“You wouldn’t have to kill.”
“Then yes, I would consider it a privilege. What must I do?”
“On the edge of this forest, a small house sits next to a crossroads. By the house is a pile of wood chips. Sit upon that pile and wait for me. The curse allows me to appear in my true form for one hour every night at midnight. I will come for you, and if you are awake when I arrive, the curse will be broken.”
“That doesn’t seem so hard.”
“Beware,” said the raven. “There is an old woman who lives in the house. She will try to give you food and drink. But if you accept it, you will not be able to stay awake that night.”
“Hunger and thirst are not new to me,” said the young man. “I will prevail easily.”
“I am not so sure of that,” said the raven.
* * *
The young man hiked through the darkening forest and arrived at the cottage just as the sun slid behind the tree line. The cottage was even smaller and coarser than his own. The walls were made of stacked logs sealed with mud, and the hay thatched roof looked rotten in places. The young man felt sorry for the old woman who lived there, whoever she was.
He found a bed of oak chips by the side of the house, just as the raven had described. It wasn’t very comfortable, but he thought that might help him stay awake. So he sat down and waited.
Darkness had fallen when the old woman emerged from the cottage, holding a lantern. She had a gentle smile, and eyes that were warm yet sad.
“A guest!” Her voice was as soft as worn velvet. “Oh, how wonderful!” She came over and held out the lantern to look at him. “Handsome face. A little thin and pale, though. You could do with a bit of meat.”
“It has been a long time since I have eaten meat,” he admitted.
“Well, you are in luck, then, my boy. I have a nice fat rabbit turning on the spit. Far too much for me to eat. Won’t you come inside and share it?”
“It’s generous of you, but I must remain out here until after midnight.”
“Ah, the old legend of the Raven Princess, eh?”
“Old legend? Have others tried to break the curse before me?”
“Of course! And who can blame them! According to the legends, her beauty is like no other.”
“I had not heard of her beauty,” he said.
“Oh? Then why do you sit here?”
“So that she may be free of the curse.”
“And that is all?”
“Should there be more?”
She smiled briefly. “I suppose not. Now, won’t you come in and share supper with me? It is still several hours until midnight. You would be able to return to this spot in plenty of time.”
“I thank you for your hospitality, but I cannot.”
Her face grew suddenly sad. “I understand. What is the company of a poor old woman when there is the promise of a beautiful princess.”
“Please, that isn’t what I meant....”
But she turned and slowly walked back into the cottage as if she hadn’t heard him.
As he sat on the woodpile, he thought of her, eating alone inside. He had eaten many meals alone and knew how it felt. The silence broken only by one’s own chewing. How many meals had she taken in solitude? How many more lay before her, an unbroken line stretched out until her life ended?
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