[#7] Fellowship Of The Mother
in a Random Tiny Tale titled Fellowship
The story begins with The Cottage:
The secret spot was not really a spot. It was a note — a note on the flute that could be played only by placing fingers in a certain manner. Playing that note used to drift the father-son duo in their imaginary land of isolation.
Jim picked up the flute, held it in an awkward manner, closed his eyes and blew air into it. The note echoed. He played the next note. And then the next. Until he began playing a composition. The musical notes surrounded him and took him to the place where he’d see his father.
He opened his eyes and saw a man standing in front of him.
“You are not my father,” exclaimed Jim.
A familiar female voice was heard, “But he will be your master.”
Jim’s mother walked out from behind the man, laughing like a witch. Jim was captured too by the woman just like his father was.
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