2 October 2012
A silence fell over the library; the candles flames emitted a constant glow as Gabriella adjusted herself in her chair and began.
"Teodóra, I call upon thee my guide."
Everybody sensed a cool air blowing gently through the room.
"Teodóra, has anyone come. Is there anyone with a message for us?"
Gabriella shifted slightly her position and let out a slight moan. All expectant eyes were upon the young girl.
"Who are you my friend?" she asks. Then, "Who have you come to talk to?"
Gabriella, deep in concentration, a faint smile crosses her face as though she is sharing a joke.
"I'm sorry Emily, there is no one here of that name. May I ask you to leave now? Thank you. "
Another smile on her pretty face, then she nods in accordance.
The atmosphere in the room changes again and a knock can be heard on the table. Mária could feel a faint tickle on her exposed back. It was warm and welcoming. A pure sense of love filled her whole being.
"Please,please, one at a time." Gabriella continued looking a little perplexed. Alfréd gave her hand a gentle squeeze of reassurance, yet not disturbing the circle.
"Yes, please, what is your name my friend?"
"Sss....Stefán?"
Those that knew immediately cast their joyous eyes to Mária, who seemed to hold her breath. Her eyes wanting, yearning for more. For it to be true. For it to be her love. He had never made contact before.
"Stefán, do you have a message for anyone here tonight?"
Again Gabriella seemed to be holding an imaginary conversation with her animated face. Her eyes became entranced but lively.
"I love you Mária" she moaned.
Mária struggled with the enormity of her emotions, trying to maintain the circle took all of her sensibilities.
"Oh Stefán" she cried "I love you... I miss you so terribly much."
She could no longer contain her emotion as the tears flowed from her hazel eyes. The table shuddered again, this time more severe, the candles flickered as the air fluctuated. They all pressed their hands forcefully to keep it abated. Gabriella's expression altered. Her eyes widened and she let out a deep moan.
"Mária, you must leave my love. Leave now! It is not safe. He..."
"Why Stefán, why. What is wrong. Oh my love.. " she interrupted. But Gabriella was spent, the table lifted momentarily during the exchange then fell.
"Stefán! Stefán!"
~The Gathering #15~. ~Part 15~ • Opuss № I