La Incursión
The Raid
Halina grasped it into her small hands and laughed as she played
Halina grasped it into her small hands and laughed as she played. It was that very same moment I felt a jolt of the carriage . I grabbed Halina holding onto her harp and saved her from the flying objects. I felt bruising on my back and arms, but I saved a young girl's life. That healed my wounds enough.
I felt strength come into my body and lift myself up. Adrenaline pushed the sting away and the desire to protect drove my mind. Threads flew out of my hands. Needles were attached with hooks and they flew like a flock of birds. Halina looked in fear. I covered her eyes and brought her close.
"Don't look," I whispered, "Don't look."
My bandages were wet now and tears mixed with dry blood. The thumping of my scared heart brought comfort to the Portguese girl.
Lyrics played in my heart as I saw outside of the carriage the inquisitors on horseback that I saw back in Rome.
'Quintus, Edward, and Paula.'
My eyes became sad and I put a cloak over my self and my head and I did the same to Halina. I placed Halina on the ground and I rushed to the front of the cart and held the reins of the stallion that was the power of the cart.
"Hyah!" I shouted and the horse ran faster than the wind, which was faster than I have ever ridden a horse, that's for certain.
I looked back and the inquisitors had fled. I pulled back the reins easily and the horse halted. I slowly whipped the reins again and the horse started to walk softly.
I ran back to Halina and grasped her hand.
"Are you alright?" I asked like a worried mother.
Halina nodded, very scared nonetheless.
What can I do? I asked myself. I guess now all I could do was hold her close and comfort her, like my mother did before me.
"I pray you'll be my eyes, And watch her where she goes," I started to softly sing,"And help her to be wise, Help me to let go."
I rocked Halina to rest, placing her in the bundle of pillows and blankets and a carpet that was resembling an Arabian bedroom.
"Every mother's prayer, Every child knows. Lead her to a place, Guide her with your grace, To a place where she'll be safe."
Halina had fallen into a dream filled sleep, where her mother danced around with her and they looked at the stars. All I could do was take care of her until she would be reunited with her mother.