WEP: Hearts

This is the last WEP challenge of the year, The End is the Beginning, and the last of Tasya’s stories. The previous episodes are:

1. Shielding Misha 
2. Golden Fish 
3. Madonna Run 
4. Puss in Spots 
5. Magic Book 

My WEP friends, I hope you’re proud of me for sticking with this story to the end.
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“I missed you so much.” Tasya hugged Misha tightly as soon as he stepped inside the door. He smelled of rain, sweat, and trains. “You have been gone for so long this time. Sometimes it feels like you’ve moved to Voronezh permanently. Your son hardly knows you.” She clung to him, inhaled his beloved scent, and lifted her face for his kiss.

Misha obliged, but he didn’t seem enthusiastic. “I work there,” he murmured. “Sometimes I’m not sure you want me back.”

Alarm bells rang in Tasya’s head. “What do you mean?”

He shook his head and picked up his suitcase. “I’m tired, Tasya. It’s been a long trip. I need to change and wash up.”

“No. Let’s talk. Now. Roma is asleep.” She whirled and led the way to the kitchen.

He followed reluctantly, dragging his feet. He sat down at the kitchen table, put his big hands on top, and faced her, his eyes shuttered and cold.

“What do you mean?” Tasya demanded again. “Did you find someone else in Voronezh?”

“Someone else?” He snorted. “When? I work sixteen hours a day. I only have time to eat and sleep. But you stay here.” He hesitated before continuing. “You’ve changed. Ever since those officers came to arrest me, but didn’t, you’ve become different. You’re hardly ever home, even when I come back. You visit your grandma all the time now. You couldn’t stand the old witch before.”

Of course she had changed. She had been learning magic and saving people from arrests, but Misha had been home so seldom lately. Tasya didn’t think he noticed. Obviously, he did, but what could she say? How to explain magic to an engineer?

“I’m not different,” she stalled. “It’s just… it was time to reconcile with my grandma.”

His gaze sharpened. “Don’t give me crap, Tasya. Tell me the truth. Have you turned an NKVD informer? To protect me? Was that why they didn’t arrest me then?”

Tasya gasped. “No! How could you?”

“What else is there?” he said bleakly. “It’s either that or another man, and I couldn’t believe that of you. And I didn’t get arrested. They take my friends and colleagues but never me. I thought it was because of you, because you traded my freedom for the others.” He sounded so miserable, Tasya’s heart ached.

“Oh, no, Misha. It is because of me, but not the way you think.” She dropped down on a stool across the table from him and put her small palm on his big one. She tried to catch his eyes, but he wouldn’t look at her. His hand tensed under her fingers, and she took a deep breath. She had to try.

“I told you my grandma was a witch. It wasn’t a metaphor. I come from a long line of witches, many generations back. Women in my family have always had magic. So do I. When I joined the Communist Party, just before we met, I renounced my magic. But I couldn’t turn it off completely.”

He finally met her eyes. “Magic?” He still didn’t believe her.

Tasya pressed on. “Magic has two components, active and passive. For years, I didn’t do active magic, no spells or anything. But I’ve always had foresight. I couldn’t shut off the visions. I knew they were going to arrest you, so I decided that my communist principles were less important than your life. I went to beg my grandma for help, but she couldn’t. As we age, our magic dwindles. Hers is practically gone. She said I must do it myself and she gave me the means. The medallion you wear – it’s magical. It protects you. It makes you invisible to your enemies. You will never be arrested. Every time your name comes up in a list or a document somewhere, it gets blotted out or erased. It’s happened twice already. I sensed it: my spell at work.”

He paled.

Tasya lifted her hand and called the medallion to her. Filled with her magic, it shot out from under his shirt and jacket, tearing off a button in its rush to her hand. Misha jerked, staring at his suddenly animated pendant.

Tasya caressed the little pewter shield, pouring more protective magic into it, before she restored it gently in its place under his shirt.

“Grandma provided me with five such medallions; one for you and the other four. By now, they’re all gone, all found their owners. Four other people are safe from arrests. A mother. An actor. A scientist. And a librarian – my former boss. They are all free because of my magic. I have been learning magic, Misha. That’s why I’m always with my grandma. She might not have much power anymore but she has the knowledge, and I need it. She is fading though. I think she is dying.” Her throat tightened in grief.

“Magic?” He looked like a lost child, not a good look on a man with a two-day stubble.

“Magic,” Tasya confirmed. “I haven’t betrayed anyone, I swear. I want to help more people but I need more medallions to do that.”

“I doubted you,” he whispered. “I’m so sorry. I couldn’t imagine…”

“I know.” Tasya circled the table and hugged him from behind.

He covered her hands with his own callused ones. “Do you have a medallion of your own?”

“My own? No.”

“You should be protected too. I have something for you.” He swallowed audibly and turned to her, his hand diving into his pocket. “I got it right after you gave me my medallion, but then you… we… I wasn’t sure. Would you take it? It doesn’t have any magic, but… please…” He opened his palm, revealing a golden medallion with two interlocked hearts. “I love you.”

“Oh, Misha. It’s lovely. Thank you. I love you too.” Tasya picked up the medallion on its delicate golden chain and put it on. Then she kissed him on the mouth. “I’ll treasure it,” she vowed softly.

“Make it magical too,” he urged against her lips. “You should be safe.”

“I will,” she promised.

“And we’ll buy more, for other people, right? Do they have to be gold?”

Tasya couldn’t stop a smile from taking over her face, but her eyes stung from tears. “No. Any metal will do. Crystals work too. You’re wonderful.”

They stayed in each other’s arms for a long time.

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16 Responses to WEP: Hearts

  1. Denise Covey says:

    Hi Olga! Oh, sweet. You nearly had me in tears there. Such a beautiful ending…or is it their beginning? You brought such emotion to the story. I love Tasya’s explanation of magic and Misha’s astounded response. I hope they find many more medallions and save many more people.

    Are you going to go through all your chapters now and turn this into a novella? I’d be interested to hear.

    Happy holidays, Olga, and thank you for all your help with WEP this year and in 2018. Your new badges are all kinds of awesome.

    Denise 🙂

  2. I am glad Tasya was able to reveal the secret to her husband and their love is renewed. Good thing she can create more medallions to protect others from the evil ones. 🙂

  3. desk49 says:

    A witch she was to
    Keep him from harm
    As others they drug away
    For now she knows
    What the party needs
    And together they will stay

  4. I was looking forward to this – so much. And I was certainly not disappointed. The medallion he gave her has the power of love – a magic in itself.
    A lovely end to your tale and a promising beginning.
    Thank you.

  5. patgarcia says:

    First, I thank you for sticking with the story. You have done a wonderful job because you have given the story the roundness or completeness that it needed. There’s hope and there’s that special type of love between the two that build bridges not only to each other but to other people who they might help.
    Great job, my dear.
    Wishing you a Merry Christmas and a successfull crossover into 2018.
    Shalom aleichem,
    Pat Garcia

  6. Pat Hatt says:

    A great ending to their story indeed. And wanting to further help others as a pair takes a special kinf of couple for sure.

  7. Liz Leighton says:

    This is my first time with the WEP challenge so now that I’ve read the beautiful ending to this story and the couples renewed relationship, I have to read the rest of the story. Being a scientist, one of the lines that particularly stood out for me was how do you explain magic to an engineer. That was a very realistic thought to have crossed her mind. This was a pleasure to read. Great dialogue too.

  8. Wonderful story of a new beginning of trust in their relationship! Nice job!
    Merry Christmas!

  9. Adura Ojo says:

    A renewal of love….Beautiful ending.

  10. Donna Hole says:

    Aw, such a sweet ending to the story. A beautiful wrap-up. And I love those double hearts.

    I hope you are satisfied with the ending of 2017, and have a successful beginning of 2018.

  11. A lovely story, well told. Magic put to good use.

  12. DG Hudson says:

    Sometimes we need to have faith in our loved ones and people need to discuss their feelings. When there is no communication, we assume. I like the tenderness that you weave through this story. The little things tell us a lot, such as his not meeting her eyes and his cold attitude, mainly to protect himself for the worst. Well done!

  13. As I’m new around the parts I was not familiar with your story, but even so, it read beautifully as a stand-alone piece. I am however going to go back over the other episodes.Excellent.

  14. Such a beautiful ending to a great series. Although for a few moments there, I was worried. I’m glad she has her own pendant of love and protection!
    Wishing you the Happiest of New Year’s!

  15. Nilanjana Bose says:

    This has been a wonderful series through and through. A beautiful end to a beautiful story, or is that a beginning? 🙂 I’ve thoroughly enjoyed reading and rereading each flash. And the visuals make the stories shine all the more.

    All the very best for a happy and fulfilling 2018, Olga.

  16. hilarymb says:

    Hi Olga – a wonderful story line … and I’m so pleased the magic was helpful to them both and not just a sort of stand alone magic that some concepts portray or give off … it looks like they will have a very happy beginning and will be helping others … but also have more understanding as they live their lives more in tune … so clever – delightful read – cheers Hilary

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