Lullaby~ pt.2

She looked like an angel. These are the only words I can use to describe her. Flowing locks of golden hair, the fairest skin I had ever seen and eyes so blue I thought the sky had swallowed me up. As if I was sitting upon a billowy cloud gazing out upon a beautiful turquoise ocean. Her garbs were long and white.They flowed out in a circular pattern around her.
"You aren't exactly what I pictured" I say, shuffling my foot nervously side to side. I've seen horror movies. People eating mutants always jump out of beings like this.
She says nothing. Instead she motions me to follow her. Standing still I watch her walk away. Not like steps but gliding along as if she were floating. Perhaps she was. Again she motions me to follow her even though she never turned around to see if I were following her or not.
"What the hell", I mutter to myself and run to catch up to her.

We must been walking a good hour. I am beginning to wonder if I will ever see my own bed again. This nightmare seems to have devoured my reality. Maybe there never was a reality and I had just manufactured it in my head? A cold shiver goes up my spine. I shove my hands back into my pockets in a vain attempt to find a bit of warmth.

I was so lost in my thoughts, I nearly ran over the angelic being not realizing she had stopped. Abruptly she grabs my arm with mightily force and pushes me to my knees. I realize I am on the edge of a bank over looking a small pond. The water is remarkably still. It too has that strange opalesque hue to it. I can see my face in blue, green and pink tones.

When she speaks, I nearly jump out of my skin. "Look closely" I hear in a very soothing voice. Like ice cream covered in rich chocolate syrup.If her voice were a delectable treat, that's what it would be. Pointing down at the water, she says again "Look closely into the reflection". What I see is horrific.

This monster I see is hideous. Snarling, vicious hideous creature. It is chewing through the bones of small children. No remorse, no empathy, the underlying end of humanity. I can see this creature has no pity. What I see isn't a clearly animated demonic entity, but of something different. With eyes, I have seen all my life. Every day, every waking moment,a face I have gazed upon every time I've looked into the mirror. Chewing up and spitting out all that dare to glance in it's direction. At that moment in her soft eyes, as if it had hit me with two tons of force. I realized the error of my ways...