know none of those creatures can leave the Forest, because that's where they belong,” Elsa said.
“Yeah,” Lili pressed on, “but you don't know for certain. Elsa I made a terrible mistake. I mean, I'm here, back with my son, alive, my heart beating, but...”
Elsa continued listening, as she got up from the bench and made her way over to the window, staring out into the grassy area behind the main area of the town. She could see the light from the fireplace inside the church windows.
Lili continued her story. “But something happened in the Forest, when I was there. I think I brought it back with me, into this village,” Lili said, trying to convey her terror in the night to Elsa, whom she thought might come close to understanding.
“How do you know that?” Elsa asked her, turning back around to face Lili, her back to the window. There was an eerie excitement in the room, as if someone were watching both the women and listening to their conversation.
“That's a very good question. I just do, I can feel it in my bones, Elsie. I've done something very wrong, made a terrible mistake. I—I just want to be a good person. Do the right thing. But something in that Forest changed me. I don't know what it is. I don't think I'll ever be the same.”
“How are you different?” Elsa asked.
“I don't feel—safe. The people in this village are hiding things. My dreams are full of nightmares. That forest corrupted me and my son. I used to be a good person, but now I'm…I'm full of rage and fear and can't control it. The other day, I threw a glass against the wall, shattered into a million pieces. What do you think Father O'Grady would say about that?”
“Don't tell him,” Elsa said, doing her best to contain her own fear. “He would tell you that you have been through a tough time, and that you're a fundamentally good person,” she said. “You're alive, you're healthy, and so is Ennis.”
“I just want to go back to my old life. I want things to be the way they were. It wasn't perfect, but it was better than this constant fear and paranoia. That man who saved me is a good man. Maybe he'll protect me from that wolf. He's going to wake up soon, I promise. I just hope he doesn't go back into the Forest and bring his friends.”
Elsa had forgotten about the comatose man from the forest, as she attempted to process the density and gravity of Lili's story. And Lili was right, the man would wake up soon, and Elsa couldn't help but get excited by the anticipation of that event. The blond man radiated a goodness in Elsa's heart that could not ignore. But she couldn't reconcile Lili's story of that blond man's heroism with everything she had been taught about the Forbidden Forest—namely, that all the creatures it contained were evil, black and Satanic.
“That black wolf is Satanic,” Lili said, as if she were reading Elsa's thoughts. “There is no way I'll ever get him out of my mind. It's like he infected me with his evil, Elsa. I'm so afraid for my soul. I don't know what I'm going to do.” Elsa herself was at a loss for words. If what Lili said was true, and there was nothing to suggest she was making up her story, there was a black wolf deep in the heart of the Forest, possibly lurking on the border of the town. Elsa did not understand what allowed the blond man to cross over, and subsequently, what would prevent the wolf from following suit. The thought sent shivers down her spine, and then her mind gravitated toward the blond man again.
“What do you mean, he will wake up soon?”
“Well he's not dead, Elsie.”
“How did he manage to get across the border?”
“That's what I'm telling you. I don't know how. Maybe he's special?”
Elsa's spirit rose with that admission. Yes, of course, she thought. He was special, different from his magical brethren, because he was kinder, a savior for Lili and her son. “Well he did save you and
“Yeah,” Lili pressed on, “but you don't know for certain. Elsa I made a terrible mistake. I mean, I'm here, back with my son, alive, my heart beating, but...”
Elsa continued listening, as she got up from the bench and made her way over to the window, staring out into the grassy area behind the main area of the town. She could see the light from the fireplace inside the church windows.
Lili continued her story. “But something happened in the Forest, when I was there. I think I brought it back with me, into this village,” Lili said, trying to convey her terror in the night to Elsa, whom she thought might come close to understanding.
“How do you know that?” Elsa asked her, turning back around to face Lili, her back to the window. There was an eerie excitement in the room, as if someone were watching both the women and listening to their conversation.
“That's a very good question. I just do, I can feel it in my bones, Elsie. I've done something very wrong, made a terrible mistake. I—I just want to be a good person. Do the right thing. But something in that Forest changed me. I don't know what it is. I don't think I'll ever be the same.”
“How are you different?” Elsa asked.
“I don't feel—safe. The people in this village are hiding things. My dreams are full of nightmares. That forest corrupted me and my son. I used to be a good person, but now I'm…I'm full of rage and fear and can't control it. The other day, I threw a glass against the wall, shattered into a million pieces. What do you think Father O'Grady would say about that?”
“Don't tell him,” Elsa said, doing her best to contain her own fear. “He would tell you that you have been through a tough time, and that you're a fundamentally good person,” she said. “You're alive, you're healthy, and so is Ennis.”
“I just want to go back to my old life. I want things to be the way they were. It wasn't perfect, but it was better than this constant fear and paranoia. That man who saved me is a good man. Maybe he'll protect me from that wolf. He's going to wake up soon, I promise. I just hope he doesn't go back into the Forest and bring his friends.”
Elsa had forgotten about the comatose man from the forest, as she attempted to process the density and gravity of Lili's story. And Lili was right, the man would wake up soon, and Elsa couldn't help but get excited by the anticipation of that event. The blond man radiated a goodness in Elsa's heart that could not ignore. But she couldn't reconcile Lili's story of that blond man's heroism with everything she had been taught about the Forbidden Forest—namely, that all the creatures it contained were evil, black and Satanic.
“That black wolf is Satanic,” Lili said, as if she were reading Elsa's thoughts. “There is no way I'll ever get him out of my mind. It's like he infected me with his evil, Elsa. I'm so afraid for my soul. I don't know what I'm going to do.” Elsa herself was at a loss for words. If what Lili said was true, and there was nothing to suggest she was making up her story, there was a black wolf deep in the heart of the Forest, possibly lurking on the border of the town. Elsa did not understand what allowed the blond man to cross over, and subsequently, what would prevent the wolf from following suit. The thought sent shivers down her spine, and then her mind gravitated toward the blond man again.
“What do you mean, he will wake up soon?”
“Well he's not dead, Elsie.”
“How did he manage to get across the border?”
“That's what I'm telling you. I don't know how. Maybe he's special?”
Elsa's spirit rose with that admission. Yes, of course, she thought. He was special, different from his magical brethren, because he was kinder, a savior for Lili and her son. “Well he did save you and
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