The top was down on her car and the cool spring breeze sent her long auburn hair flying like the tail of a kite. Each bend, twist, turn of the narrow, forested road, brought her closer to where she didn’t want to go. Trickles of icy water dripped down the mountainside, the sunlight ran from shadow to shadow playing catch me if you can. But the sunlight was not hers to tame. But wished she could catch it in a jar for later use, because darkness could swallow you up at any moment. Her grandma had the power to tame the darkness, talk to the animals and leave a sprinkle of light everywhere she went. But Sarah could had only talk to the animals, which had been fine until now. The great Ginger Bentley, the keeper of light was gone and without a keeper of light the town of Peyton’s corner would be overtaken by darkness. As she made her way around the last bend a herd of deer ran franticly across the road away from town. “Wait she called out to the herd.
“No time, darkness is coming.” They answered and kept running.
She arrived in town a few minutes later, pulled into the country store and went inside. The store was dimly lit, and it took a few seconds for her eyes to adjust.
“Hello, is anyone here? She called out.
“Can I help you? A craggy voice answered from the back of the store.
“My name is Sarah . . .
“Sarah, is that really you?” The voice got closer.
“Yes.’ She looked around to find him.
“I’m sorry about her grandmother. He suddenly showed up beside her.
“Mr. Josiah you startled me. His eyes were the color of a stormy sea, his white beard hung below his brown leather belt and his boots went to his knees. You look the same as you always have.” She mumbled not knowing what else to say.
“I’m so glad you’re here, we have a lot of work to do and it can’t wait.”
“Where are we going?” She watched him quickly lock the front door and turn the sign to closed.
“SHHH.” He put his finger to his mouth.
Sarah followed him to the back of the store, he opened a wall that looked like a bookcase and they stepped into an elevator that rattled and shimmed as it descended.
“We have to get to the vault and protect the books of prophecy before Nyle finds them.”
“I saw a herd of deer on the way here, they told me the darkness was coming.”
“Of course, they did. He thoughtfully rubbed his long white beard. Animals know these things before we do.” The elevator stopped and the doors opened. You see child, prophecy is a powerful tool. You can’t undo what has been spoken and what’s written in those books has already been spoken.”
“Then why do we need them?” She asked as they walked through the dark damp tunnel.
“The books are alive. . . have a tremendous amount of power and in the wrong hands it could ... well, it’s best not spoken.”
“But I don’t have my grandmother’s gifts.”
“You haven’t needed them until now.”
The passageway opened into four separate corridors. Josiah stopped and listened. We must hurry.” He turned right and ran like the wind leaving tiny fragments of light floated in the air where he’d been. She finally found him at the end of the corridor.
“Now, I must warn you, don’t touch anything or speak until we leave the vault. This is a holy place. Josiah waved his hand and a door appeared.
They stepped into a huge room and the door closed behind them. The walls with were inscribed with images, words, and letters. There were twelve-foot-high statues scattered around the room, which reminded her of an ancient Egyptian tomb. On her left was a wooden door shaped like a tree and Eden was etched across the trunk. At the front of the room, was a large solid stone table and on it. . . no, it couldn’t be. She covered her mouth with her hands to hold back the words that threatened to escape.
Josiah was kneeling by the stone table and mumbled some words she couldn’t understand. Then suddenly, lightening flashed across the room and thunder shook the floor. She ducked behind statue, sat trembling o the floor. How could she feel such peace and fear at the same time? Then a hand touched her shoulder and she almost cried out. Josiah motioned for her to come with him. She stood up shaking so hard she could barely walk and clung to him. They kneeled together in front of the stone table. She felt weak, lightheaded then slumped over as if she were dead.
Josiah glanced at her. It always happens that way. He thought, then picked her up, the door opened, he stepped into the corridor, waved a hand across the wall, then door closed and disappeared. He set Sarah down against the wall and waited. A few minutes later she opened her eyes. What happened to me and how did I get here? She looked up at Josiah.
“It’s one of the mysteries of life. He reached out his hand to help her up. and as to how you got out here. . . I carried you. Now the time has come stand strong dear one.”
“So, you’ve found it” A raspy crackling voice rang out. Nyle and his team of follower stood a few feet away cracking their knuckles.
“It? There is not it. Josiah snickered knowing Nyle was referring to the vault.
Nyle stepped forward. I already took down your queen and I’ll take down you too old man.”
“You killed my grandmother.” Sarah’s angry voice boomed through the corridor and shook the floor.
Nyle laughed. Your theatrics don’t scare me. I know your every fear.” He hissed.
“And I know yours.” Sarah voice dropped to a whisper sounder much bolder than she felt.
Nyle stopped turned and look at his team of followers. “Go this is between me and them. He moved his hands in a series of circles, chatted some words and a giant spider appeared and crept towards Sarah.
“No, I hate spiders.” She cried out.
Nyle let out a manic laugh that echoed though the corridor.
The spider crept closer snapping its fangs preparing to eat her.
Sarah whimpered, covered her face, and pressed herself against the wall.
Sarah, Josiah snapped at her... grab my hand quickly.
She grabbed his hand and a jolt of electricity race up her arm, through her being and explode like fireworks all around them.
“Noooo, Nyle screamed in agony covering his face. I killed the keeper of the light.”
“You only think you have. Now, leave.” Josiah commanded his eyes flashing with fire.
“You’ll pay for this,” Nyle’s eerie scream bounced off the walls as he ran down the corridor and disappeared in the darkness.
“Well, do you still doubt that have your grandmother’s gifts” Josiah asked with a twinkle in his eye.
“Something happened to me in that room when we kneeled at. . .was that the ark of the covenant? Did the other door really lead to the garden of Eden, and what about the prophecy books? She asked her eyes wide with wonder.
“What’s in the vault are mysteries of the universe, protected by Father of lights and he never tells his secrets. The prophecy books are safe and you’re the new keeper of the light and have the power to push back the darkness, just like your grandmother did.” Josiah smiled.
Sarah took a deep breath “Now, Peyton's Corner can return to normal, if indeed it ever was.”
Story questions are designed for discussion and interaction
1. What do you think the light in the represents?
2. Do you think Sarah had grandmother's gifts all along?
3. What did Sarah have to overcome to be the next keeper the light?
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