Magic Violin pt 3.

Monday 14th March 2016

FROM THE PORCH…Just in time, my afternoon stroll was very invigorating. The sun was shining and the spring heat could be felt on my back. While I get myself a cup of tea please enjoy the reading of the final part of this story. Very easy and relaxed, no murders or violence of any sort. Enjoy and thanks.

Story

Magic Violin 

Pt 3

Words..1117

They stood over their parents gravestone looking at and reading the inscription, trying to make sense of the words.

“Do you suppose it is actually our parents grave the scry and words are referring to?” Issy asked unconvinced as to why they were there.

Graham was kneeling down and looking closely at the head stone, running his fingers over it. “Considering the age of the stone it still looks brand new, after fifteen years I would expect a bit more dirt and grime.” Graham said while still investigating the stone.

He stood up and took out the paper that he had written the verses on and started to read through them.

“Can anyone see a bow, the verse says low and see and press a bow. But there is nothing on the stone to resemble a bow.” Graham was muttering to himself not expecting a reply. Angie bent down to look with him, she lifted the metal  flower vase from its marble inset holding and looked in, “Hey Gray do you think this is what is meant by bow?” Graham quickly moved to look in. “I think you might have found it.”

On the base was a mould covered carving of cupid and his bow, it was circular and the size of a two inch medal making it difficult to see at first. Angie put her hand in and felt about and then pressed,  it went downwards like a switch. All three heard a click followed by a hiss.

The head stone slowly tilted forward  revealing an opening, exposing a small doorway, which had small stone steps leading downwards into the dark earth. The Cupid button Angie pressed exposed a small diamond at the bottom of the marble cup. She held it up for the others to see.

“What the …!” Angela never finished. Graham pulled a torch from his coat and said, “Okay, so it looks like we have an invite, let me have the diamond it might have a use.”

“No way am I going down there, I’ll stay here, keep watch if you like.” Angela said rather scared at the thought of going into the earth.

“Issy and I will go and see what we can find.” Graham said looking at Issy. She nodded her okay.

Graham took out a torch from his pocket, led the way down into the darkness and lit the way for Issy to ease herself downwards. There was enough room to stand up as they both reached the earthy floor and slowly moved forward along the narrow tunnel.

“This place looks pretty clean for somewhere underground and unused.” Graham said as he was walking slowly through the dark tunnel.

“Wonder where it leads!” Issy said following Graham closely.

Further along the tunnel Graham halted and said, “This looks like a door.” standing in front of the blockage and feeling his way around the strange door. “No visible handle or lock.”

Issy moved to his side and searched with him. “Someone has gone to a lot of trouble to build this, even putting in safeguards.” She moved around the floor and feeling the damp earth until her hands smooth over a bump.

“On the floor, shine your torch down here.” Issy said with enthusiasm still kneeling on the floor. The torch light illuminated a brass knob protruding from the floor, completely dust free.

Issy pressed her foot on the knob and the door slowly swung open. “If I knew no different I would think this place is being maintained and oiled and cleaned regularly.” Graham said while bending and pausing at the door to look through. He shone his torch to reveal the inside.

“Or it could be magic.” Issy said not really sure if she meant her words.

Before entering Graham shone his torch around the small chamber again, a room of about twelve feet square and the same in height. Like everything before them this chamber looked very clean, no dust or spider webs anywhere to be seen.

“You hang back by the door while I look around, it does look empty but there maybe some hidden button or switch or something.” Issy nodded in agreement as she could understand Grahams caution.

When he stepped into the chamber, a light came on, illuminating the room in a bright blue light. Turning off his torch Graham proceeded hesitantly and with caution to search the small chamber. Twice he walked slowly around the room, and zigzagging across the floor but he did not see anything. Issy at the door asked, “can you see anything, obviously the violin is not here but maybe there is a sign, there must be something?”

It was on his third run he noticed something small in the centre of the room, bending to inspect, he noticed a small square marked on the earth floor. In the false light it was very difficult to see, he started to brush the floor with his fingers. There was no dust, and he realised what he saw was exactly as he saw it. Looking closer he found an indentation, a hollowed out shape, not very deep almost invisible. Smoothing his fingers over it and pushing it and pressing, trying everything he could think of.

“There is something in the floor here and it has an indentation but I cannot work it out or what is does.” Graham said aloud to Issy.

“Does it have a specific shape, the indent I mean?”

“Slightly pear shaped with a jagged edge.”

“What about the diamond, it must have a reason to being.” Issy was saying.

“Oh yeh! Good idea I’ll try it.” Graham replied.

He then placed the diamond in the marking, fiddled with it until he found the correct seating and let go of it.  Nothing happen for a moment.  Graham was about to pick it up and try again when suddenly a bright blue light became visible. Small square beams on the floor growing larger and brighter. A pillar approximately 12 inches square equalling the markings that rose up from the floor. A glass cabinet appeared, a blue light shining from the inside making it difficult to see anything that was inside it. Eventually the cabinet, several feet high, came to a halt, the light within slowly dissolved, revealing its contents. Automatically a glass door opened by sliding downwards, Graham walked round the pillar and removed the violin, held it up showing Issy who smiled and whispered her thanks.

“I have no idea how, trying to explain this, I don’t think so.” Graham said walking back through the door and heading back along the small tunnel to Angela.

Story

Gerry Ainger/Cobb© Monday 23rd June 2014

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11 responses to “Magic Violin pt 3.

  1. Reblogged this on Restawyle and commented:

    The final part at last I hhear one say..

  2. Yes, I did say, “At last!” And thank you for a happy ending. It was worth waiting for.

  3. Happy ending but… o_O
    You can't just leave this underground place and forget about it, can you?

  4. Very creative Gerry and like Tess I wonder if you can leave the place behind?

  5. Perfect ending, Gerrie. Well done!

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