15th Piece

This is the 13th post to the book I was talking about in my "What My Blog Is" post.

We stand in front of a very familiar door. The screens room, the lady with the braid, my questions. Everything I want and need to know can be right behind this door. We walk inside and he lets go of my arm. He slowly backs away to the door like there’s a lion or something in the room that shouldn't be startled. As soon as he shuts the door the room becomes pitch black and I hear, “Hello again Audra.” Her voice is as beautiful as it was the first time we met. This time I don’t ask who’s there or where she is. I just wait for her entrance. Instead of the flash of smoke and that whole shebang she floats down from the ceiling. It isn't like one of those movie things where you could see the ropes holding her up, it seems as though she is weightless. Spotlights shine down on her. Her dress is white and glitters in the brightness. Her hair isn't in one long braid this time but down with little braids tucked inside.
 When she gets closer to the ground a white chair raises from the floor. The chair is about as tall as I am and covered in white velvet. She floats down into her chair and smiles at me. A second chair rises. It is covered in gorgeous aquamarine velvet. It isn't as big as the white one but a perfect size for me. I am suddenly lifted up about two feet in the air and flown to the seat, even though it’s only five feet away. I sit gracefully on the chair, which the magical force must have done since it’s pretty much impossible for me to do anything like that on my own. The chairs turn so that we are facing each other. “Hi,” I say less beautifully. “I have something very important to tell you Audra,” She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath before she continues, her voice shaking, “I need you to listen very carefully, because I do not want to repeat myself.”  I lean in closer and she begins.