Dumb Fairy

Title: Dumb Fairy

Author: Aldous Niu

Summary: This fairy story is basing on the Movie “Pan’s Labyrinth”, the story and life about the Ofelia’s little brother, it’s the continuous story of the movie. Guys, to be honest, it's my first time to write the fairy, comments please, don't be shy, haha^_^

Rating: Teen

Genre: Fairy

“If we shadows have offended, think but this and all is mended,That you did but slumber’d here while these visions did appear.And this weak and idle theme is no more yielding then a dream.”
--------William Shakespeare

“Little brother, can you hear me? Please grow up fast, mother and I have a hard and frustrating time in this gloomy, freezing and old house, in this bloody and cruel world. I’m going to tell you a fairy story…” When Ofelia faces to the pregnant mother’s stomach, the tears' coming out full of her beautiful and innocent face, just like some small elf playing the water ball, sad, sorrow,emotional can be described her feeling . Her little brother is sleeping peacefully inside it, she extremely feels so lonely and sadness but nobody understands her. She hate the captain, the cruel devil which can be seen the killing master during the civil war. She will never know that her little brother in her mother’s stomach can hear and understand everything she’s talking about because he is a very special boy who was born with the strong powerful magic.

Some days later, when Captain Vidal was killed by the civilian members, he said in a peaceful and pride accent.

“Tell my son the time his father died. Tell him…”

-“No, he won’t even know your name.” Answered Mercedes full of the anger.

After Ofelia died, her little brother was brought up by the civilian members. He is such a quite good looking boy, talent but quite and lonely. He goes up into the mountain to be alone and to think, and also the civilian members let him because he is such a silent boy. In his mind, he doesn’t know that where is he come from, who are his parents. He only knows that he got an aunt called Mercedes and all the civilian members can be seen the big family for him. They are gentle and care everything about him in his life. However, there is one thing he still remember in his unclear memory, he got the dream every night, it is so strange that the dream in each night is totally the same, he dreams that he was living in a kind of place which full of the water, he seems like a sweet sleepy baby peacefully lying in there, he can see a girl outside the place and sounds like a angel to tell him the beautiful fairy story and sings the nice song for him every night. He believes that one day the Angel will come to him again. From time to time, he starts to smile yes but it’s a dark, quiet smile that looks like he’s mocking himself when he smiles. He is forced to smile because he wants the big family be happy even though the shadow still hide in his heart. He likes to sing though, the song which the Angle sang for him in his dream, he sings the song when he’s alone and thinks Mercedes isn’t listening. He dances sometimes with shadows that only he sees. Pedro has taken to call him the spoilt dandy, because he primps and is such a gentle child.

He’s eight now, and such a serious boy. Not given at all to fancy. Mercedes had thought early on to tell him the stories from his sister’s books because she had loved him so and died to protect him. But the boy had fixed her with those grim eyes he takes from the dead and looked away. Mercedes shivered a little when he stared at her like that, remembering, and put the books away.

On Sundays, he sneaks away from their home and goes town to watch Franco's Army as they pass. He’ll sit in Plaza watching the horses and cars pass and stare into the ocean of baby blue uniforms, searching. Pedro asked him once, in frustration, why he loved the show so much and explained to him why they should be hated. The boy had listened quietly, nodding in obedience and said nothing.

As an infant, he favoured his mother but as he grows Mercedes sees the better parts of him shake off like autumn leaves. He’ll look like his father. He looks like him now: with those piercing eyes, strong jaw, hair as black as ink. The seriousness in his face, gravity in his voice when he chooses to speak; all of them scare her even though she doesn’t show it. She just waits.
He’s wonderful of course. Loving in his own way and dedicated to the family, even to the Cause. He ran errands for the guerillas several times, stole from Nationalist shipments and even guarded a captured soldier once, all because Pedro told him too. He never questioned them, or seemed afraid.

He’s such an obedient child. He never asks about his family. He knows he’s named after a doctor friend of theirs that died before he was born. Mercedes told him about his sister, and his mother. He suddenly finds that the Angle in his dream is his sister. He listened and nodded but never pressed for retellings or details. It is totally different that he never feel emotional and sad maybe angry about the story which Mercedes told him. He is completely dumb in his mind. And even though she knows he wants to, he never asked about his father. Early on, they had told him he was Pedro’s son, from a love affair long ago. He had told them simply that it was a lie and never spoke of it again.

He wonders but does not ask. Instead he sits in the mountains, on that perch overlooking the old ruins of the Mill that long since burnt down and was abandoned, and stares at the Labyrinth’s mouth.

Speaking to shadows that no one sees but he.

And Mercedes waits, knowing. It’s only a matter of time.

She can feel it ticking away, there is a really bad feeling that something evil things will be come to this boy… One day, the day full of the cloud and wind, the leaves from the trees follow the wind and dancing in the air, like praying something. He is peacefully walking out of the house, the dumb emotion on his smiling face, he knows that it’s the time for him to find the Angle, to find his sister Ofelia, to come to the fairy world where got no sadness, no crying , no darkness, no war, no cold…However, he will never knows that there is no fairy world in the true life, he must face the truth, he can’t live in his magical mind anymore. When he slightly jumped into the mountain gap, he is kind of feeling like flying, so natural, no hurting anymore,he knows he’s flying to a new world, a world always in his mind as it used to be…