Twilight is not mine.
I hope this clears up some things... But it keeps you here trying to find out more.
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Chapter 28
-"What happened"- my mother's voice sounding worried.
I could feel her hands on my face and hair.
-"He seams to have fainted"- The voice of Leopold, one of the bullfighters.
He was strong and ever the protector of our tribe. -"I found him like this; I didn't see anything or anyone near him. I think we should call Nona Machuy, maybe she will know what is wrong with him"-he too sounded worried.
At the name of Nona Machuy, I woke with a start, and disoriented as I was my first instinct was to fight, so I tighten my grip on the log I had swung before and prepared to fight.
I was held back my Leopold's arms, and my father stood close to my front, holding me carefully as my mother took the log.
-"Calm, meu cel"- he whispered in my ear. Like he used to do when I cried as a boy.
I relaxed to his embrace and the tears started to flow.
I knew even before they even saw her that she had past.
She was sitting in her comfortable chair, with a book on her lap, and her eyes closed. Her arms where crossed as in defiance but the picture of Papa Samuel was between them. She was a stubborn old woman; she was here, defying heaven, and nature and death…..
Death...
I walked slowly with the help of my mother, having her with me was comforting but still she could not understand the felling I had when I saw the dark figure.
I could never tell anyone about it.
It was too frightening to retell.
I saw the moment it took her.
It was here for her.
Death…
More tomorrow... God-willing!