Is this how the story ends?
Will the edges be tied together like a piece of cheesecloth containing three warm scones? Put gently into a woven basket and carried over the edge of the hill?
They never told her there was a cliff on the other side.
You don’t hurtle to your death, though. No. This isn’t that kind of story. Death and decay and spattered brains on relentless rocks do not soothe a soul.
When you walk over the edge of the hill, you don’t exist anymore in the world as we know it.
It was the calmest tempest. It swooped around her, lifting her hair, caressing her hem, plucking at her sleeves with a gentle roar. Its breath was warm, while the sleet fell around her. That is how she could tell the different between a storm and the Beast. It huddled over her, protected her from harsh elements. It whispered in her ear, and she knew which way to turn in a blizzard. Should she stray too far from the Lake, she would lose it. And that is what she was most afraid of.
‘You know,’ Tom said to Laura, one such day, when the tempest blew warmly around them as they stood on the edge of the Lake, ‘I always think that the Beast has you in its grip, and doesn’t want to let go.’
Laura smiled, but she didn’t look at him. It was as though… no. It couldn’t be.
‘You understand what it says,’ she told him instead, ‘you know the language it speaks.’
‘I do, and sometimes,’ he lowered his voice, ‘sometimes Laura I worry about the things it says.’
‘Tosh!’ she threw at him, tossing her head, and walking back up the path.
He stood at the edge of the lake as she vanished into the darkening woods behind him, and watched the sun set serenely over the waters.
There was no wind, save for the whirlwind that caressed his hair and blew kisses on his cheeks. He stood for the longest while, beyond the sunset. He stood until the stars glittered one by one into existence, revealing themselves in their shining glory when daylight removed its mask and became night. He stared up at them, and even as he did, a decision was forming itself in his mind.
If she goes, he said to the tempest, I will go with her.