Subj: The Snows Of December (pt. 4)
Date: 6/1/00 5:54:07 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Donna Eubanks
Soon after Nicholas leaves her, Donamarie discovers she is expecting Nicholas' child. Seven months later, she gives birth to Nicholas Blairs' son. He is the image of his magnificent father. Donamarie names him after the only man she has ever truly loved, her warlock, Nicholas.
When Nicholas Jr. was two years old, she met a man who was president of the local bank. He soon fell in love with her, and wanted to marry her. His name was Charles.
Donamarie did not love him, but he promised to love her and provide for her son. Never a day goes by, that Donamarie does not think of him. Never a night goes by, she doesn't yearn for him.
Each time she looks at her baby boy, she sees Nicholas, her sexy, handsome and wicked lover. Night after night she cries for him, as her husband sleeps beside her. No one could love her like Nicholas. No on could give her sexual pleasure, as her Nicholas.
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Donamarie was married to Charles for fifty years. She had spent fifty years with a man she did not love, but admired. Three months later, Charles died from pneumonia.
Donamarie lives alone now. Yet, each time she goes
to sleep at night, she dreams of her "magic man". She dreams she is young again,
and she is lost in his dark eyes once more. He carries her to their waiting
love bed, where he makes endless
and passionate love to her.
When she awakens in the morning, she cries, as she realizes it is all a dream.
Her son, Nicholas Jr. is a warlock too. "I can make you young again, mother! Don't you know that?" He tells her with excitement. She looks into her sons dark eyes, and tells him, "No. I am old now. It is too late to go back now. I lost your father a long, long time ago Nicholas. I miss him every day. Do you understand that, Nicholas my son?" She asks him, as her blue eyes fill with tears.
Her son comes close to her, and holds her trembling hand. "Yes mother, I DO understand how much you loved him." He replies. "I still do. I think of your dear father every day." Donamarie replies. "How could my father leave you?!! Nicholas complains bitterly. I HATE him for that!!" He says, raising his voice. Donamarie reaches out to her son, with her trembling hand. 'It was not his fault. Do not blame him. I sent him away!! I was too afraid to die to be with him, so I sent him away, even though I loved him. He didn't know about you, my son. He never knew about you." She tells him, as tears roll down her face.
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As time went on, Donamarie became old and frail. Her
health was failing too. Nicholas Jr. was a very busy warlock. He often had to
travel to different parts of the world at a moments notice. Nicholas was forced
to put his mother in the
Collinsport Rest Home.
Now, at the age of ninety, she is staring at the face of death. More and more she begins to think of "him", her warlock and only true lover, Nicholas Blair.
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Memories
I remember your dark eyes looking at me
I remember your seductive touches
I remember the way you smiled at me
and I loved your wicked grin
Why did I reject you my darling
oh why did I turn away
I have never stopped thinking of you
no never, not even one day
I wish I was young again darling
I wish I was safe in your arms
I want to tell you I need you
I want to show you I love you
I have loved you a lifetime,
Donamarie
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The doctor comes to visit his patient, Donamarie. He quickly determines she
is dying. "Nicholas, please come to me and take me with you..... I don't want
to die. I want to live! I want to love you....." She calls to her lover in a
very frail voice.
Her frail voice is soon carried on the wind, to one who is beginning to feel a love that shall be lost. A loss that that should never have been, and a lost love that should never be. Nicholas hears the soft voice of his long-lost angel. He has never forgotten her. Many a night while she slept, he would watch over her, even as she slept with her husband. Many a night he would come to her, and kiss her tenderly in the night, as he witnessed her tears of loneliness trickle from her eyes, and lie resting upon her soft cheeks.
When Nicholas Jr. was a baby, his father would stand over his crib. He would pick him and rock him in his strong arms. He would whisper to his baby son, I am your father."
"It's my angel!! Donamarie is dying!! I must go to her!!" Nicholas exclaims in his heartache. Instantly he appears at the rest home. He is quickly by her side.
Nicholas looks at her frail and tender body. "It should never have come to this, my angel." Nicholas says. Next to him, stands his namesake, Nicholas' son. "Hello my son. Your mother will be gone soon if we do not DO something!" Nicholas tells his son. 'She's been calling you for a while, father. She does not want to die." He tells him.
Nicholas remembers another time, long ago, when he heard his lover say those same words.
The two men look like brothers, rather than father and son.
Donamarie opens her blue eyes and sees her lover. He is still as young as the last day she saw him! "My Nicholas! Is it really you?!" She says through her tears.
'Yes, angel. It is me!! I am here now, Donamarie." Nicholas kisses her lips. He touches her weathered brow. He gently lifts her delicate hand, as he plants a kiss on it too. She still wears the emerald ring he gave her for her birthday, so very long ago.
"You have come for me, Nicholas! Donamarie exclaims in her joy. Please make me young again.... Take me with you so I may love you...." "I love you my Nicholas...!! I have always loved you....!!" Her hand falls from Nicholas' grasp, as Donamaries' life begins to fade away. Nicholas holds his angel in his magical arms, and whispers, "I LOVE you, my angel"
At that moment in time, her body goes limp, as Donamarie dies in his arms.
Nicholas turns to his son. "Your mother has died. Quick! We must act quickly to save her!" Nicholas commands. Nicholas gently rests her frail body on the bed. Nicholas holds one of her hands, while her son holds the other hand.
Nicholas sends a plea to his master to save her.
"Oh great master please hear my call to you.. this woman has died , this woman wants to live again... I wish this woman to live, so we may have the life we were denied.. I MUST NOT lose this woman, for if I do, then you must destroy me as well.. I COMMAND this woman to live, or I shall spend an eternity in hell.... help me father...." Nicholas asks the great Diabolos.
The thunder crashes and the lightning strikes!! Instantly the room is black as midnight. A gasp is heard from Donamarie. She begins to writhe and moan. Screams and shrieks from the dead fill the room. Low and ominous chanting can be heard in the room as well, as the great horned one restores her life to her!!
Suddenly, the lights come on again. Nicholas Jr. looks at his mother and gasps! Nicholas looks at his angel and smiles. She is alive, and she is young and beautiful again!!
Quickly Nicholas hands her a mirror. She looks in
the mirror cautiously. She bursts into tears as she sees her youth again. Nicholas
sits on the bed beside her. He lifts her delicate chin. He kisses her ruby lips.
He touches her baby
soft face, and runs his fingers through her ebony hair. 'You are ALIVE, angel
! Nicholas tells her. And you are young and beautiful once again!"
Nicholas kisses her passionately, as their son looks away. Now he can see why his father fell in love with her all those years ago. He smiles in his happiness that she has returned.
"I am alive, and young once again!! Nicholas, you have saved me!!" She tells him in her joy and love. 'I am going to stay with you Nicholas, and I will love you! I will NEVER send you away again, my dark angel! No NEVER!!!" She kisses his seductive lips, as the lovers embrace tightly.
Donamarie gets out of bed. She wears a long nightgown and robe. Nicholas her lover, holds her left hand, as Nicholas her son holds her right. They look at one another and smile, as they quickly disappear from the rest home, and go into the cold dark night.
THE END