The Singing River Short Story
The Singing River
Gaylesville, Cherokee Co, Alabama
April, 1851
Charity, Jeremiah, and the children made it to the outskirts of Gaylesville on a Friday afternoon; it was the 18th day of April, in the year 1851. Already, she missed the peace of the wilderness; she also missed the soothing calmness of the watershed. Although Gaylesville was not nearly as large a town as Anniston or Jacksonville was, it was still a town. Charity disliked towns of any size; to her thinking, they seemed to brew trouble.
Henry must have been watching for them. They had no sooner stopped, than he came out to meet them; his face showed great joy and happiness. Charity's heart still melted every time he smiled at her. In the late afternoon sunlight, she noticed that …show more content…
And, as she lay listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing, she sighed in contentment. However, she herself could not go to sleep. It wasn’t because she wasn’t tired, because she was extremely tired after the long trip, and she was very relaxed after their wonderful lovemaking; however, the later the hour became, the stranger she felt; something around her was definitely different than earlier in the day. Laying there listening, she heard the soft singing of many voices- after listening longer, she thought the singing was coming from the river.
She tried to ignore the low humming sound and go to sleep, but the voices refused to go away and leave her alone; therefore, all she could do was toss and turn. After about thirty minutes, she could stand it no longer; she pulled on her gown and eased out of the wagon. She was surprised to see her great-grandfather, Two Feathers. He was sitting cross-legged in front of the fire.
“I thought you had gone for good, Enisi,” she said in …show more content…
You must not listen to those who call from the, Tsikamagi, the river of death. You must be strong of heart and a strong believer; resist them. They will seek you out and try to call you into the river- they want you to join them in death,” he said, pausing to let her absorb his words. “They are the vengeful ones. The ones who carried their anger in life, into death. They seek to make all as unhappy as they was. They seek the purest of souls to corrupt and deceive. They will call to you, but they will not leave the Tsikamagi, the river of
Gaylesville, Cherokee Co, Alabama
April, 1851
Charity, Jeremiah, and the children made it to the outskirts of Gaylesville on a Friday afternoon; it was the 18th day of April, in the year 1851. Already, she missed the peace of the wilderness; she also missed the soothing calmness of the watershed. Although Gaylesville was not nearly as large a town as Anniston or Jacksonville was, it was still a town. Charity disliked towns of any size; to her thinking, they seemed to brew trouble.
Henry must have been watching for them. They had no sooner stopped, than he came out to meet them; his face showed great joy and happiness. Charity's heart still melted every time he smiled at her. In the late afternoon sunlight, she noticed that …show more content…
And, as she lay listening to the steady rhythm of his breathing, she sighed in contentment. However, she herself could not go to sleep. It wasn’t because she wasn’t tired, because she was extremely tired after the long trip, and she was very relaxed after their wonderful lovemaking; however, the later the hour became, the stranger she felt; something around her was definitely different than earlier in the day. Laying there listening, she heard the soft singing of many voices- after listening longer, she thought the singing was coming from the river.
She tried to ignore the low humming sound and go to sleep, but the voices refused to go away and leave her alone; therefore, all she could do was toss and turn. After about thirty minutes, she could stand it no longer; she pulled on her gown and eased out of the wagon. She was surprised to see her great-grandfather, Two Feathers. He was sitting cross-legged in front of the fire.
“I thought you had gone for good, Enisi,” she said in …show more content…
You must not listen to those who call from the, Tsikamagi, the river of death. You must be strong of heart and a strong believer; resist them. They will seek you out and try to call you into the river- they want you to join them in death,” he said, pausing to let her absorb his words. “They are the vengeful ones. The ones who carried their anger in life, into death. They seek to make all as unhappy as they was. They seek the purest of souls to corrupt and deceive. They will call to you, but they will not leave the Tsikamagi, the river of