MOTHER MERRY The Wish That Bleeds Back Пролог (Prologue) У каждой желания есть цена. А некоторые желания… вовсе не предназначены для людей. На земле Jordan существует поверье: если человек ровно в полночь искренне загадает невозможное желание — приходит Mother Merry . Она не исполняет желания… она пожирает того, кто осмелился его попросить. И если кто-то, увидев её, испугается — его душа ломается в тот же миг. Глава 1 : Плач Место: Jordan, окраины Amman Дом: Wezli House Дом семьи Wezli снаружи напоминал древний дворец — высокие стены, железные ворота и густой лес позади, который ночью казался дышащим. В доме жили семь человек — мать, отец, две дочери, маленький сын и бабушка с дедушкой. То утро было совершенно обычным… пока за завтраком не прозвучали эти слова. Старшая дочь, Sara Wezli , выглядела бледной. Под её глазами лежали тёмные круги, словно она не спала много ночей подряд. Дрожащим голосом она сказала: — Mom… Dad… я ночью слышала очень громкий плач. Ложки замерли в воздухе....
MOTHER MERRY
The Wish That Bleeds Back
Prologue
Every wish has a price.
And some wishes…
were never meant for humans.
On the land of Jordan, there is a belief:
if a person, exactly at midnight, makes an impossible wish with a true heart —
Mother Merry comes.
She does not grant wishes.
She consumes the one who dares to ask.
And if someone sees her
and feels fear —
their soul shatters in that very moment.
Chapter 1: The Sound of Crying
Location: Jordan, outskirts of Amman
House: Wezli House
The Wezli family home looked like an ancient palace from the outside —
towering walls, iron gates,
and a dense forest behind it,
a forest that felt like it was breathing at night.
Seven people lived in the house —
mother, father,
two daughters,
a young son,
and grandparents.
That morning felt completely normal…
until those words were spoken at the breakfast table.
The eldest daughter, Sara Wezli, looked pale.
Dark circles hung beneath her eyes,
as if sleep had abandoned her for days.
With a trembling voice, she said:
“Mom… Dad…
I heard someone crying loudly last night.”
Spoons froze mid-air.
“I followed the sound…
it led me behind the house, into the forest…
and there… I saw a human.”
Her father frowned.
“What kind of human?”
Sara took a sip of water, her throat dry.
“He was… eating something.
Rotten meat.
The stench was so strong
I could barely breathe.”
An unnatural silence filled the room.
“And then… he looked at me…”
Her voice broke.
“Instead of eyes…
he had mouths.
Mouths where eyes should be.
And a third mouth — right in the center.
Sharp teeth…
webbed hands…
and claws… like a lion’s.”
Her father slammed his plate on the table.
“Enough.
Stop this nonsense.”
Trying to dismiss it, her mother said:
“I’ll send someone to check the area.”
The grandparents heard everything…
and chose to ignore it.
Her little brother laughed.
“Sis watched too many horror movies again.”
Sara quietly stood up, grabbed her bag, and left for college.
She didn’t know —
it would be her last day.
Chapter 2: The Woman Emerging from the Ceiling
Night.
The room was cold.
Unnaturally cold.
Sara pulled the blanket over herself.
Then she felt it —
someone was there.
She looked around.
Nothing.
She lay back down.
Thud… thud…
The sound came from the ceiling.
Her eyes snapped open.
And then —
the ceiling cracked open.
From inside emerged a woman’s face —
human-like…
but the body was completely naked, muscular, and grotesquely deformed.
The sight filled me with terror.
I wanted to run,
but I couldn’t.
As if something was holding me in place.
Mother Merry.
Her teeth were so sharp
they glistened in the dim light.
Her eyes had no pupils —
only endless darkness.
Sara screamed.
But the sound…
never reached the house.
I screamed at the top of my lungs,
but no one heard me.
I didn’t know where I was —
whether I was alive or dead,
whether this was a dream
or something far worse.
Chapter 3: A Bed Drenched in Blood
Morning.
When Sara’s mother called out:
“Sara, wake up.
Aren’t you going to college today?
What do you do all night
that you can’t even wake up in the morning?”
There was no response.
She entered the room.
And screamed.
On the bed —
there was only blood.
So much blood
that the sheets were soaked into the mattress.
There was no body.
Sara’s grandfather called the police, crying:
“My granddaughter is missing.
There’s no sign of her.
Please come here immediately.”
The police arrived.
They searched the house and the surroundings.
After hours of investigation,
behind the house in the forest, they found —
a sticky liquid.
It didn’t look like it belonged to this world.
The sample was sent to the Lab.
Chapter 4: The Second Cry
Evening.
Silence filled the house.
No one ate.
No one spoke.
Everyone stared at each other, crying quietly.
Then —
a child’s scream.
The mother ran.
Inside the room —
Mother Merry was standing there.
The mother screamed.
She looked terrifying, furious, inhuman.
And in the next instant,
the mother fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning —
the child was gone.
The bed was once again soaked in blood.
Chapter 5: Brother Teeth Face
This time, the police found —
a claw.
Not human.
And that same night —
another sound came from the forest.
Crying.
But this cry
did not belong to Mother Merry.
It belonged to —
The one
who has mouths instead of eyes.
The one who cries
to lure his prey.
Chapter 6: The Unfinished Truth
For the first time, the grandmother spoke:
“This is the curse of a wish.
Someone asked for something.”
But who?
In the next part, we will find out:
Who will be the next victim?
Will anyone from the Wezli family survive?
What is Mother Merry really —
a goddess, a demon, or punishment itself?
Why does Brother Teeth Face cry?
And the most important question —
Who made the very first wish?
The Body Dies, but Souls Do Not
THE FIRST WISH
(A Beginning 300 Years Old)
“Some wishes are never fulfilled.
They are born.”
Chapter 1: The Village of Salt and Bones (1725)
Location: The same region as present-day Jordan
Old Name: Al-Qasr Al-Abyad (The Village of the White Fortress)
Three hundred years ago, this land was not barren.
There was a small village here—mud houses, stone walls, and a well at its center.
About that well, people used to say:
“Whoever whispers a wish into it
returns having lost something.”
The villagers feared the well.
But hunger is always stronger than fear.
Chapter 2: Maryam — The Woman Who Questioned God
Her name was Maryam bint Yaqub.
An ordinary woman—
her husband died during the famine,
and her child died at birth.
The women of the village kept their distance from her.
They whispered:
“A woman whose child does not survive
carries darkness in her heart.”
Maryam did not eat for seven days.
On the seventh night, she went to the well.
In her hand—
the bone of her dead child.
She leaned over the well and whispered:
“If you truly have the power to give…
then make me a mother.
Even if, in return, I must become something else.”
The air stopped moving.
The water trembled.
And a woman rose from the well.
Chapter 3: The First Arrival — Mother Merry
Her face was beautiful.
Her voice was gentle.
She asked:
“Do you want to be a mother?”
Maryam broke down in tears.
“Yes…”
Mother Merry smiled and said:
“Then…
you must bring every mother to me
who cries for her child.”
Maryam agreed.
And that very night—
something began to move inside her womb.
Chapter 4: A Birth That Was Not a Birth
Nine months later—
Maryam gave birth.
But the child did not cry.
Its eyes…
were mouths.
Three of them.
Screams echoed through the village.
The elders said:
“This is not a child.
This is Brother Teeth Face.”
Maryam held him to her chest.
“He is my son!”
But at night, the child cried—
and whichever house he cried near,
a corpse was found there by morning.
Chapter 5: A Hunger That Never Ends
Mother Merry came again.
Her body had changed—
naked, twisted,
a grotesque fusion of bone and flesh.
She said to Maryam:
“Your wish has been fulfilled.
Now fulfill my hunger.”
For the first time,
Maryam fed her human flesh.
That day—
Mother Merry’s teeth
cracked bone for the first time.
Chapter 6: The First Massacre
A plague spread through the village.
People began to die.
Those who were afraid—
died first.
Brother Teeth Face cried,
and Mother Merry arrived.
By the third night—
the entire village was wiped out.
Chapter 7: Punishment
Maryam was the last one left.
Through tears, she said:
“I asked to become a mother…
not a monster!”
Mother Merry grabbed her face.
“You asked to become a mother.
I made you the mother of all of us.”
Maryam’s skin began to peel away.
Her body transformed.
And she became—
the first Mother Merry.
Chapter 8: The Rules of the Curse
Maryam—now Mother Merry—set the final law:
— Whoever makes a sincere wish at night, I will come
— Whoever fears me upon seeing me will die
— Whoever follows Brother’s cry will meet a brutal end
— This curse clings not to a house, but to bloodlines
Chapter 9: The Birth of the Name Wezli
One child escaped the village—
a distant relative of Maryam.
His name was Wezli.
He swore:
“I will bury this story.”
But stories
never allow themselves to be buried.
Final Lines (Book Two Ending)
Three hundred years later—
on the same land,
in the same bloodline—
a girl said:
“I heard crying at night…”
Teaser for the Next Book
BOOK THREE: The House That Breathes
Where the house is alive,
the walls remember,
and Mother Merry
has fully awakened.
🎆🕯️ Happy New Year… or the night when the year doesn’t truly change 🕯️🎆
Hello friends,
This New Year, I am not just celebrating…
I am expressing gratitude to all those souls
who, even during the darkest year of my life,
did not let the flame of hope go out.
Because the truth is—
not every New Year brings light;
some years introduce us to darkness.
⏳ Time appears to move forward,
but some memories, some circumstances,
remain stuck at 31:59.
And right there…
gratitude becomes the only force
that does not allow fear, emptiness, and silence
to consume us completely.
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(where every story fights against time)
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Your small support is not an ordinary New Year’s joy for me—
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one that keeps burning even in the presence of fear.
My only wish this New Year is this—
may your clocks never stop at 31:59,
and if they ever do…
may there be someone beside you
who calls your name in the darkness.
🕯️✨ Stay Safe. Stay Aware.
Happy New Year… if time allows. ✨🕯️
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