I'll name it later!

It was almost midnight . That night was the most chilly throughout December and from a distance, the horizon had been harshly tore apart. Suddenly, the lightening struck the tree causing a dazzling stream of light reflected upon a tiny glass window. Slowly and wearily rising from the rotten wooden floor, leaning towards the direction of the window, her hands fumbled for the knot but she missed.

Amber, an abandoned dumb sixteen-year-old girl, had been living an extremely miserable life since she was first delivered to this world. Mommy passed away without having a chance to look at her daughter’s angelic face. Because of the great poverty, disappointment and mid-life crisis, Daddy also refused her precious existence from the very start, Amber was locked up in the attic with a black blindfold covering her eyes. Life treated her capriciously in every way.

… Another massive lightening scattered in the inky sky, “BANGGGG”, the loud noise terrified Amber. She began to retreat in fear, huddling up in the corner of the room, her face in her hands. From moment to moment, the wind blew more strongly, taking the last few flaccid red leafs away into a whirl. Amber could not see what she was supposed to see… At the skyline, there was a brightly glowing figure, getting closer and closer to her at the speed of light, ‘it’ seemed to smash into the window, nonetheless, penetrating surprisingly without falling apart.

Perhaps, Amber’s eyes behind the cloth were sensitive to the halo, the first beam of light that she could ever detect, carefully standing up and groping her way forwards with the hope of reaching something in the dark. Unexpectedly, a deep and manly voice raised from somewhere near:
“Don’t be scared, girl! I am finally here… with you!”

Amber made a step backward with hesitation, she grabbed the pen and the paper, as fast as she could, jotting down a messy line saying: “Stay away from me! Please tell me who you are sir!”

The stranger attempted his best to comfort her by introducing himself as Amber’s hero, also, they were meant to be for each other. He had been patiently searching for her his whole life and now their destiny eventually brought them together.

Every word he said hypotised the poor girl in a magnificent way. After a few moments, she was tightly in his arms, resting her fragile head against his muscular chest, she felt his warm breaths every second. For the first time in her life, peace ever existed. She scribbled on the musty paper everything that she always imagined about the world beyond the black cloth.
“If only the blindfold was removed, I would be able to see an amazing world out there. I gotta have a happy family with daddy and mommy who wholeheartedly love and cosset their daughter like a treasurable pearl. In my dream, the abyss always emerges cool and fulfilled with many feeble sunbeams dancing around as gorgeously as hundreds of rainbows, it is peaceful with birds twittering on the tree branches. In that picture, I appear in a princess costume, as beautiful and sparkling as the early morning dew, innocently stepping on the grass cover. I am the most charming girl in the world!”

The more Amber wrote, the more tears shed on the her pale bony face. Sitting motionlessly and holding her more firmly, he dried the water drops and gently kissed her forehead. Staring at Amber’s skinny arms, a bunch of scars stood out in the dimmed light, dried drops of blood, black and blue everywhere resulting from the millions thrashings of her dad. The white ragged dress covering her body turned yellow blended with the dark- brown blood stains over time.

However, that night, feelings of safety and love struck Amber’s mind intensely, it fascinatingly dispelled her fear and sadness and indeed, she knew her life was destined for this man, who she could not picture his face in reality, but in her imaginary. The ‘reunion’ only lasted until 5 am when she no longer felt the warmth above her head, no responses after a sentence she jotted down, Amber could tell the man had gone.

The next evening, the man returned, Amber could feel his presence since he came into sight far away at the horizon. She stretched her hands out, reaching for his and they embraced passionately in silence. Amber had been waiting for him in fear as she was afraid if he never came back. That night, the man used up his strength to untie the cloth, blood dripping off like water streams however, he failed to do so. The blindfold did not move even a millimeter, it seemed to be made of tough material and weaved with the strongest glue that never fell apart by any chance. Amber melancholically scribbled:
“Thanks dear!… but this is my fate, I believe God doesn’t want me to see the world, he punished me for doing such bad things in my previous incarnation. Let it be the way it is supposed to be! I’m just …okay!”

Silence fulfilled the attic. Amber was emotionless and so was he!


The visit of this mysterious man occurred daily and it automatically became a habit of Amber. Since the day he came into her life, she felt so much better, he brought hopes and love which she had never received by anyone before. The only wish that Amber had was to one time see this man and tell him about her true feelings towards him. She nurtured her dream sincerely from deep of her heart although it was absolutely impossible to carry out.

Tonight was a special night, the man was eager to rescue her from this hellish place. He beforehand prepared several crucial props for the escape to be successful. A lot of tough ropes hanging down the window, he carefully opened the window, carrying Amber in one of his strong arms and stepped out. There were a lot of sharp branches blocking their way, the man continuously struck them off, preventing his lover from being hurt.

Unfortunately, on the ground, Amber’s dad had been hiding behind the giant lamp-post and observed the whole incident, he shouted out loud:
“ Amberrrrr… It was not a mistake to lock you up there. You’ve always been cursed… cursed by that hat… The black hat which is now carrying you down. Hahahahaha… But I’ll not give you a chance to live. It’s your time to meet your mother in HELL.”

Amber was totally freaked out by the voice of her father, she could not hear very clearly what he said because of the massive whirlwind. But every word coming out of his mouth always acted like a sharp knife plunging into her ear and her heart. Suddenly, the dad crazily ran around, holding an enormous torch in his hand, laughing like an old hag… the building was finally on fire. The tough rope melted down quickly, as the hot flame reached the man’s shoes, it recklessly cracked and fell into pieces. Both of them were falling down freely and towards the direction of the great blaze, the man helplessly looked down and swiftly embraced the girl in his arms. He curved himself to wrap around Amber’s body as a shield. When they were only one meter away from the ground, the man gently flung her away from the glowing flame to stop her from getting burnt.

Landing on the grass and rolling down the hill, Amber heard “Zhhhhhhheeeeeeeee”, somebody calling out her name earnestly and “I’m sorry but I… love… you!”. The voice of the man. She recognised it. She tried to crawl uphill, towards the call of her heart, she fell down every time making a step forward but it could not block her way.

All of a sudden, the blindfold fell off for some reason, the real world revealed in the sea of fire. The heat pervaded the atmosphere as hot as a volcano eruption, Amber’s eyes were dazzled by the evil colour of the flame. The reflection on the wooden wall portrayed a blurred man figure writhing in agony, screaming, he was almost being turned into ashes.

Without hesitation, Amber ran like a wind, she collapsed besides the corps, wailing and tossing about as painfully as a haunted wolf howling. That was the first time her voice raised, in great grief and shock.
“Wait for me. I’ll be with you…” she whispered into the air.

Using the knife lying on the ground, Amber followed the call of her love.


The next morning, a peasant found her dead body lying next to a black hat, nobody was wearing it but a huge amount of blood streamed out ceaselessly. Amber was as attractive and innocent as a sleeping beauty, her hand seemed to be holding on something which was floating.