Subj: A Haunting At Blair House pt. 1
Date: 1/26/00 2:34:37 PM Central Standard Time
From: Donna Eubanks
sequel to "The Jealousy Of Nicholas Blair"
Nicholas and Donamarie Blair have recently been married by Diabolos. After Donamaries' tragic death in the year 1860, Diabolos brought her back to life for Nicholas, his favorite warlock. She and Nicholas were expecting a child at the time of her death. The child died with her that fateful day.
The newlyweds have had some problems. Nicholas has had to combat his extreme jealousy and rage.
Angelique has tormented Nicholas' bride, and he has sent her back to hell.
The child they once lost, is now returned to them. It waits, and grows in its mothers' womb. The child shall be as his father, a warlock.
THE WARLOCK
(a poem)
What is it about you that fascinates me so?
I think of you wherever I go
you're a man of mystery, a man obsessed
to do the devils' bidding, to Hell with the rest
your eyes so commanding
your smile is so wicked.
your voice is soft and low,
you raise your finger, your spell is cast
I cannot move, you've seen to that..
Donamarie sits at the table. She has just begun a poem for her husband. She then continues to write...
are you going to take me away,
into your darkness and make me stay?
I shall come with you
I shall be with you,
we shall cast spells and we'll have one master
we shall be together both now, and hereafter...
I shall not hurt you, please don't hurt me,
you can trust me, for you know me,
I will be happy to be your witch,
I will love tantalizing you,
we can be powerful, we shall be strong,
you will never be sorry you brought me along
we shall lie in love together
we shall always be together,
in the summer, in the winter,
in the spring and fall
you shall be mine warlock,
I shall be yours, the witch
It is evening at Blair house. Donamarie is now brushing her long, raven hair. Nicholas watches her as he sits in bed.
He wears black satin pajamas. He wears no shirt. His bride wears a matching long, black satin gown.
"Nicholas, I think I should cut my hair. What do you think?" She asks him, knowing what his answer will be. "I should worry if you do that, my dear." He replies.
He rises from the canopy bed, and walks to the vanity where she is sitting. He takes the hairbrush from her hand. He slowly begins to brush her long beautiful hair.
'Yes, Donamarie. I should worry if you do that, for
it shall only grow back
the next day." He tells her, whispering in her ear.
"Oh, Nicholas, will you never let me change?" She asks in wonder.
"No, my dear. I shall not. Don't you know I love you just as you are? And don't you know I should worry if you were to change?" He tells her.
He whispers in her ear, his plans for the night. His words are quite seductive. She blushes and laughs at his words of love. "Oh Nicholas! Yes, I would like that!" She laughs once again. "Nicholas, how was I so lucky to find you? She asks in awe. How was I so lucky to win your love?"
Nicholas says to her, "I found you, my dear, and I was compelled to love you!"
"Come, come to my bed, Donamarie. Let me embrace you and our child. And let me make passionate love to our childs mother." He tells her, with a wink.
He picks her up in his strong arms, and carries her to their bed.
Later that night, Donamarie begins to dream. It is a very strange dream, one that fills her heart with terror!
It is the year 1857. Donamarie is living in London. She is a young woman, twenty-one years of age.
She lives in a modest home with her mother, and two young brothers. Her father has just passed away. Her mother is ill.
Money is scarce for the family. Donamarie and her mother are in despair.
Shortly thereafter, Donamarie meets a handsome young man from America. He offers to help the struggling family with their finances.
Donamaries' mother was sure he was sent from God to help them, but this was definitely not the case.
He is an evil and wicked man, and he wants to partake of Donamaries' charms. His is a ruthless man. He comes from the state of Maine in the United States. He is ruthless, and he will not take "no" for an answer!
Donamarie can see him staring at her in her humble home. She knows what he desires of her, and it fills her heart with terror and shame!
"No!!" She screams, as she wakes from her nightmare. "No, go away, you're dead!!" She screams into the night.
"Donamarie, what is it??" Nicholas asks with concern. "Oh no Nicholas!! Ohhhh no...!!!" She cries out. For it wasn't simply a dream or a nightmare, it was a memory, a long-ago memory from her past.
to be continued...