“I’m tired. So, so tired.”
Agamenyan observed the girl sitting across from him. She was a pretty little thing, with golden hair falling around her shoulders and eyes as blue as the sky. Right now those eyes were red rimmed from the tears she had shed. “I understand my dear. So are you seeking an energy potion today?”
“Not at all. I want something to heal my broken heart.” Lucy clutched an embroidered handkerchief that was damp from the tears that would not seem to stop falling. She had heard from women in the village that the old apothecary could help. She hoped it was true.
“Well dear, the only thing that can heal a broken heart is time. To no longer dwell on that ache, but focus on the good things.”
“The pain is so strong. I can think of no good on which to focus.” Another tear slipped down Lucy’s cheek. There had been so many at this point that she didn’t even notice.
“I understand child. You wish to forget.” Hope bloomed on the girl’s cheeks as soon as he said the words. He knew what she desired. They all wanted to forget.
“Yes! That is exactly what I wish.”
“There is a price for forgetting. It isn’t only the pain that is washed away.”
“I don’t care. I can no longer bear it. Can you help me?”
“One moment.” Agamenyan went to the back of the shop to find what was needed. He returned with a small, red bottle that he passed to the girl.
Deja vu washed over Lucy as she inhaled the sickening sweet smell of the elixir. So silly. I would remember if I had been here before. She downed the cloying potion in one gulp.
Agamenyan pocketed her coins as he watched her leave the shop. The ones who chose to forget made the best customers.
This week I’m leaving you with no cliff hanger. I don’t know what’s wrong with me either, but I do like this little story, and I hope that you do too. I’m linking up with Trifecta and Write at the Merge. The creative writing prompts were…
From Trifecta, use the third definition of the word dwell -to keep the attention directed —used with on or upon.
Write at the Merge provides two from which to choose, be inspired by the sense of smell and/or the word elixir – a magical or medicinal potion.
Be sure to visit the link ups for some really great writing.