【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

I woke up this morning and opened the window, feeling pretty... The weather is so sunny today. Paris has been raining recently, and it’s rare that the sun is so bright. I don’t know what my mother has planned today. She looks very happy today. My sister is still sticking to me all day long. The body seems to be conjoined with me...

But I’m used to it. My sister and I are already toddlers. We babble with our mother every day. Our deciduous teeth are leaking, and we often make my mother laugh when we talk. We are also very happy to see my mother happy. I know She is very bitter and betrayed herself for the sake of living, but my sister and I still love her, she has no other choice, and no one takes care of her, she is so poor to support us...

My muse and my sister Agnès can already eat some fruit and bread crumbs to soak in milk. After breakfast, my mother didn't go out today, so she was very happy to carry us out, and we went shopping.My sister and I also listened to medieval music performances and watched street performers and had fun, unaware of the impending doom...

Our mother Paquette Xianghuagele girl carried us to the outskirts of Paris. I "fixed my eyes" and saw that there were messy broken tents full of patches, and there were still yesterday on the ground. Leftover food, bones, jugs and wine bottles from the night, the people there look different from us, the clothes are worn out and messy, many men and women have protruding teeth, some men are naked to the upper body, and women are dressed in colorful clothes The low-cut skirt made of rags is really ugly when it is long. The skin is brown and black, and the hair is braided and decorated with many decorations. Dirty and messy".

When the group of people saw us coming, they stared at us strangely. My sister felt uneasy and took my hand, and I also grabbed my mother's skirt collar.I felt the horror and greed in their eyes.My mother brought us to the two women, because she heard that a group of gypsies came from outside Paris. The gypsies can do magic and fortune-telling, so she brought her two precious daughters to see the fortune-telling.

When those two women saw me and my sister, they immediately showed terrible smiles, showing scorched yellow and protruding teeth. Their eyes seemed to see the rich man's money bag (note: most gypsies steal for a living), greedy and burning, He also showed a very surprised look.The two gypsy women exchanged glances, showed us palm reading, touched the faces of my sister and me lovingly, kissed us with black lips, and said, "Ma'am, your two daughters are so beautiful, look at them." Looking at their little faces, they must be beauties with brown skin in the future. The eldest daughter has beautiful black hair and black eyes. My God, the eyes of this little daughter are so beautiful. They are more beautiful than gold and amber, and their hair is also golden brown. Jinsi, it’s too extravagant, she will definitely be a queen in the future, she is not a queen but also the wife of a nobleman, look at the children’s beautiful little feet and shoes!"

I saw my mother straighten her chest proudly: "My daughters will be queens, nobles, and noble beauties in the future. These are my daughters. I am such a proud mother!" She looked I got up very happy, and carried us away, but I felt deeply disturbed when I looked at the two gypsy women. I turned back and gave them a cold look with golden eyes. They were a little surprised, and then they smiled at me. For a moment, staring at the direction we left...

The next day, my mother went out very early, because of what happened yesterday, she had more hope for us, so she wanted to give us a better life.Looking at her appearance, I feel very sad. Poor poor mother, I hope her daughter can live a good life. In the future, she will not have to believe in the nonsense of the gypsy woman like her, but it is good for her to have some hope in her heart, she is suffering enough.

My sister and I were bored at home waiting for my mother to come back and fell asleep. Suddenly, I felt the door open and creaked, but my sister was sound asleep. I got up and patted her on the back, but she didn't wake up.

I looked at the door vigilantly, it was those two gypsy women!I tried to cry and throw things to the neighbor's mother-in-law for help. One of the women covered my mouth. I struggled hard, but it was useless because I was just a toddler.My sister didn't even wake up, so she was hugged silently. I was speechless and resentful, and I had no power to fight back. My sister and I were taken away by two gypsy women. They closed the door and pretended nothing happened. When it happened, I could only express silent despair with my golden pupils, and let all tragedies happen. At this moment, I hated myself, I knew everything, but I couldn't do anything.

The poor young mother came home at sunset, and the tragic scene made her face pale, and the little bed was a mess, except for two small yellow and green shoes that did not match.She collapsed on the ground, screaming and searching every corner of the house, praying to God that the two daughters were playing and hiding, but she couldn't find it, she was crying, her two children were lost!He rushed out of the house frantically, slammed on every neighbor's door, slammed his head against the wall, and kept calling: 'My child!Where is my child?Who took my child? '——There was no one on the street, and the small building she lived in was lonely, and no one could provide her with any information.She was crazy and terrible looking, running around the city all day.

Her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were burning with dry tears. She looked so frightening that she stopped everyone she met and shouted: 'My daughter!my daughter!My beautiful little daughter!The child I gave birth to with my life!Whoever returns the daughters to me, let me be his cow or horse!

She came home after dark, and a female neighbor told her: "Two gypsy women came during the day, secretly carried away two children, and then came back to drop a package, and I heard the cry of the child again!"

Poor mother flew up to the attic.But what I saw was not two ruddy and brightly colored children, a gift from the benevolent God, but a little monster, an ugly monster with one eye, a lame leg, and a deformed body, howling and crawling on the stone floor.She covered her eyes in horror and said, 'Oh!What, the witch turned my daughters into this horrible beast? 'People hurriedly hugged the little monster away, lest she be stimulated and go crazy.The deformed child was about four years old. It was not known which Egyptian woman gave birth to the devil, and it was not known whether it spoke human language, but it only uttered some unintelligible sounds.

She couldn't say a word for a long time, her pale lips could not stop moving, she collapsed on the bed, trembling all over, crying out of breath, suddenly she seemed to think of something, regardless of the storm outside, suddenly He stood up and ran to the yamen frantically.

"Officer, I beg you, help me, help me find my daughters, they were all captured by the Egyptian devil, go quickly! They are still so young, they are my babies, help me They! My little daughter, it was raining like this on the day I gave birth to her. I had a hard time giving birth that day. I finally gave birth to her. Those gypsy ghosts are going to kill them! Go and kill those bad guys! Catch the witches! Save them..." The poor woman knelt on the ground, rubbed her hands, kowtowed and begged with tears.

The yamen servants also sympathized with her, but it was too dark, the outskirts were too far away from the city, and it was still raining heavily outside. The group of people in Egypt must have left long ago. They comforted the mother who was kneeling on the ground and comforted her: " Don't worry, there is really no other way, I can only go early the next morning, and I will definitely help her find a child."

The anxious mother stayed up all night, and her hair was greying. At dawn the next day, under the urging of her crying and pleading, the servants rushed to the gathering place of the gypsies in the outskirts, but there were only A pile of bonfires that have long been extinguished, wet broken wood, food scraps and bones, beer bottles, a few sheep dung eggs, their tents are gone, the gypsies have already packed up and left, maybe They left immediately after stealing the children, because the heavy rain last night washed away all the footprints and wheel marks on the mud, so they should have escaped at noon yesterday, without even a trace of clues arrive.

The police officers even wondered if the gypsy devils did some evil sacrifice when they left the border of Paris last night and ate the two children... Those people are a group of witches and wizards, and they should do this kind of thing often.

They went back helplessly and told the sad news to the distraught mother who hoped that they could bring the children back. After hearing this, the woman turned pale and fell powerlessly on the marble floor of the yamen. The yamen servants helped her up. , she shed tears silently, panting violently in grief, but she couldn't say a word anymore.

Suddenly she crazily hugged the two unpaired yellow and green shoes, and howled loudly: "Who can give me back the child, the child I bought with my life! Where are you, don't play hide-and-seek with your mother anymore!" No, mom is not playing anymore, mom is going to be angry! Come back soon, my daughters will not die... They are just playing and lost, mom can't find you... Come back... haha!" She was crazy Waving his arms, with disheveled hair, tearing his sleeves, he ran away crying and laughing.

She was crazy, within one day, she lost everything, only the two unpaired little shoes tightly held in her hands, and the one who gave her little daughter golden hair and golden pupils lived three miles away from Lance. Kilometers, the young Viscount Cormontil in the mansion with the clock tower, he was her former lover, the only man she really loved, the only thing left to her—a pure gold dress engraved with Cormont A cross necklace with the coat of arms of the Yi family.She has always cherished it very much and hung it on her chest. It is intended to be left to her muse. When she grows up, she can take it to find her father.She wasn't sure about the father of her eldest daughter Agnès, but Muse and her Viscount father, with their deep golden eyes, hair like golden brown threads, and the same charming lip-biting smile, she was sure it was him!

She hated herself to the core, and felt that she was a lowly and dirty mother. Noble men did not recognize her, and the child was born without a father. She was sorry for the child, so she disappeared in grief. never saw her again...

It's just that on the other side of the Seine, near the beach square, at some point, there was a pious and repentant nun, a mad woman, who was staring at something in the ruins all day long.

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