A Mother’s Sacrifice
by Allison K. East
The Garthim attack. Always they attack. The Skeksis send them to kill us Gelflings. I am not entirely sure why, but it seems like it has always been so. Some say it is because they are afraid of Gelflings, that there is a prophecy that Gelfling will destroy Skeksis. But the prophecy does not matter. Not now. Not when the Garthim are attacking our village and killing or snatching everyone in sight. We run, but no one can escape the relentless Garthim.
I can feel them closing in; no matter in what direction I try and run, there is always at least one there, behind me or ahead. I cannot escape, yet I must. If not for my sake, then for my daughter, my only child. She must live, I cannot let her be killed.
The Garthim are closer, I can hear their clicking, louder, louder and closer. No escape, for my child or for myself. She is beginning to stir, to fidget. She can feel my fear, she is beginning to tremble. I cannot let her see me suffer, she cannot witness my death.
There is a hollow tree nearby. A deep hollow. If I put her inside, hopefully she will not see my fate. And maybe, just maybe, the Garthim will not find her, and she will be safe. It is my only hope, the only thing I can do to protect her.
I put her in, and turn to run; but it is too late. The Garthim are behind me, I can feel one grab me in its claws and lift me, and as its grip tightens, my only thought is for my daughter. May she be safe.
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