A Great and Terrible Beauty

"The creature shrieked in anger. 'I needed her whole! Your sacrifice is worthless to me now.'

"'But you promised' I whispered. "Sarah's eyes blazed. 'Mary, you have ruined everything! You never wanted me to have the power, to be my sister! I should have known.'

"'I will have payment,' the creature cried, grabbing fast to Sarah's arm. She screamed and then I did find my legs, oh, diary, found them and ran as the wind to Eugenia, told her all as she grabbed her robe and candle. When we returned, the child lay there, a reminder of my sin, but Sarah was gone.

"Eugenia's mouth tightened. 'We must hie to the Winterlands.'

"We found ourselves in that land of ice and fire, of thick, barren trees and perpetual night. The creature had begun its work, Sarah's eyes turning black as stones. Eugenia stood tall.

"'Sarah Rees-Toome, you will not be lost to the Winterlands. Come back with me. Come back.'

"The creature turned on her. 'She has invited me. She must pay, or the balance of the realms is forfeit.'

"'I shall go in her place.'

"'No!' I shouted, even as the creature's mouth twisted from surprise into a hideous grin.

"'So be it. There is much we could do with one so powerful We could breach the other world in time.'

" Sarah moaned then. Eugenia threw to me her amulet of the crescent eye. 'Mary, run! Take Sarah with you through the door, and I shall close the realms !'

"The thing howled in fury. 'Never!'

"I could not move, could not think at all. 'No! You mustn't!' I cried. 'We cannot lose the realms!'

"The thing caused her to cry out in pain then. Her eyes were filled with a pleading that took my breath away, for I had never seen Eugenia frightened before. 'The realms must stay closed until we can find our way again. Now run!' she screamed. And oh, diary, I did, pulling Sarah with me. Eugenia made the door appear for us, we jumped through to safety, and the last I saw of Eugenia, she was shouting the spell to close the realms, even as she was swallowed by the dark without a trace. The thing raced for us then. I placed the amulet against the shape in the door, locking it fast .

"'Open the door again, Mary.' Sarah was on her feet. She'd been changed by the creature, the two of them linked.

"'No, Sarah. The magic is gone now. We have ended it. Look.' The door of light began to fade before us.

"She ran for me, turning the candle over. Within seconds, the room was ablaze. I cannot say what happened next, for I ran from the East Wing, ran hard for the woods and watched as a strange light filled the sky over it, watched the flames burn and my dearest friend with it. So the magic of the Order and the realms is gone now. I can feel all traces of it slipping from the world with the harsh first light of morning. It is gone and so is Mary Dowd. She no longer exists.

"Tonight, she went into the woods, and I fear she shall live in the woods of my soul for the rest of my days."

Miss Moore closes the book. We're speechless.

"Please go on," Pippa says, her voice a mere whisper.

Miss Moore riffles through the pages. "I can't. There is no more. That is where our story ends, it would seem, in a dark wood." She stands and straightens her skirt. "Thank you for sharing that with me, ladies. It was most interesting."

"I can't believe Mary killed that poor little girl," Ann says when we're alone again.

"Yes," Felicity says. "Who would do such a thing?"

"A monster," I say. She no longer exists . It's what my mother said. Something about that creeps inside me and won't leave. I don't know why.

I can't sleep. There's still too much magic running in my veins, and the story of Mary and Sarah has me feeling uneasy, as if I need to prove that what we're doing is different. Good, I dress quickly and walk in the woods till I find myself just outside Kartik's tent, where he sits reading.

I step from behind a tree, startling him. "What are you doing?" he asks.

"I couldn't sleep."

He goes back to his book. I want him to know that I am good, not like Mary and Sarah. I would never do the horrible things they did. For some reason, I desperately want him to like me. I want him to wake from dreams of me, sweating and alive. I can't say why. But I do. "Kartik, what if I could show you that the Rakshana is wrong? What if I could prove to you that my power, the magic of the Order, is wonderful?"

His eyes widen. "Tell me you haven't done what I think you've done."