Lady In Black.

• Lady in Black•

One night when I was wandering in a cold and almost-deserted city, I saw a beacon flickering in between a crowd of people. No one was by my side. And trudging through the damp path, I finally managed to reach the extravaganza. Someone near me skimmed through my ponderous body and said, "Kneel down, for Christ’s sake."
Without a thought, I did, baffled.

Cadence they produced with the bang of their fists on earth was not a familiar sound. After pounding for a while, a guy far from me started singing a song,

"Today we shall see the face behind the veil,
We shall see our lover from eyes to her nails.
Choose shall she who her lover be,
Other shall just relish the beauty."

I interrupted the guy who commanded me before and asked, "I'm sorry, may I know what's going on?"
He stared at me rather suspiciously and proceeded, with almost a whispering sound, "Today is the day. She, the Lady in Black, is going to unveil the mystery."
–"What mystery?"
"She is supposed to be the most beautiful girl God has ever painted. It is believed that the God sprinkled every aspects of perfection whilst creating her. Today is the d—"
"Good God, there she comes."

Everyone stopped what they were doing and started bowing first and then standing still. The sight I saw was nothing but awful heads of people. I didn't care until a rather familiar voice pierced into the silent thin air under which the fellows stood anticipating the unborn cherish.
She said with that familiar voice," I stand here to deliver a testament as an unusual intangible epiphany. The most beautiful lady- that's what brought you all up here, but may I tell you that for every human, God herself created 'the most beautiful' to be owned. I am not for all, but I am yours all."
With that, I suppose, she pulled up the veil, for I still couldn't see a thing.

The countenance on the person before me seemed somber as he drifted a few steps back uttering a name. "El...lena?"
"Her name is Ellena?" I asked curiously.
–"She's my wife."
Giggling, putting upfront my quirk, I replied, "Everyone's here to see your wife? Lucky day for you, boy."
He gave me a ballistic stare and I forced my way to see who Ellena was and how she looked like with a preparation that I would scrutinize the woman and indulge to fascinate her parts. While deserting my way to see the sight, I heard amid all the countless strangers’ different names being uttered. That baffled and riled me at the same time.

"Estelle"
"Mary"
"Johanna"
"Louise"

"Alright, there's only one woman, right?" I questioned my disapproval of noises.
Shutting the tragus of my ear, I finally made a way through.
The moment I saw the face, the whole world laid quietly in front of me. Seemed only we two were present- gaze perfectly fixed at one another.
"Is that you? Sara?"
–"I told you, I am not for you all, but I'm yours all," she reassured.
"What the f–"
Gainsaying the chimera, I besought the man near me to tell what she looked like.
Smashing my hands clutching his collars, he furiously reacted, "why on earth would you want to know about my wife Jane?! You sicko bastard!"

Not believing my ears, I closed my eyes again, only more tightly this time, and then opened it to see Sara sitting right next to me.
"What happened? Was it a nightmare?" she asked, reaching her hand on my forehead.
Sweaty all, my eyes widened, taking deep breaths repeatedly, I said, "Nothing."
Breaking a minute silence, I went up to her and whispered,
"You are the most beautiful woman I know. I love you."