The survivor in the cave

Something in nature always hides wonderful audacity, secrets, and truths, whoever can handle the force of lightning will have talents to understand how fascinating the universe is.

“Everything that makes you human makes you compassionate with everyone who needs it, he will not always bond with you, remember that you can help him on his journey”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Hora, was in a pleasant place, He always liked to converse with birds, some were easy to imitate, some were truly lavish in their songs, and it was not possible to relate to them, Hora was happy to be able to dialogue with those who replicated his attempt at communication, he considered them as friendly as the parrot that accompanied him on some occasions, it was precisely at that moment that he heard something out of the ordinary.

On his journey through the valley, Hora discovers the howl of a dog or fox, he does not recognize the difference but the sound comes from a cave, Hora worried, decides to enter that place upon hearing the pitiful sound that comes from it.

The mother had died, and the cubs too, only one of them insisted on looking for food in that female who tried to protect them in that place without success. The little cub was not trusting the male who came in with the desire to help him, finally, he noticed that in some way that man was his hope and his possibility of being fed.

Hora felt that he would have two friends, the parrot, and the dog or fox, he understood that his attachment to them was going to be different than the one they would give him, he had already lived it with the animals that guarded his path and in the end, they had to return to their own lives, customs, and coastlines; It didn’t matter, the time they were by his side it will be enough for him.

On constant occasions, he needed to tie the dog by the neck and be able to control his movements, install him to accompany him on his tours, and accompany him in his training running along the slopes of that beautiful place.

He never did, and preferred to wait was the dog or the parrot who wanted to be with him and thus gain his respect and affection, but before this happened he suffered trying to remove vermin, ticks, and ulcerations from the dog’s body. which he contracted in the cave surrounded by his dead brothers.

Hora laughed when he saw the puppy get fat and wag his tail with a lot of appetites, so he decided to name him Dupla, in this way little by little he gained his confidence and Duplo’s ability to hunt and drive away crows from the fields, It gave him portentous attributes of a good companion.

At night he looked at the stars and wondered how many humans would do the same and at the same time that he did it, it was fun to think that some people could look at the same star as him and at the same time, in such way he analyzed for himself and shared with Duplo his ideas:

– If the light is made up of waves like particles, this affects what we think when looking at the stars and everything that is suspended in them can be shared, this is something that I did not learn alone, it was lightning who told me the day that made a pact with me.

In a Duplo way, you must trust the starlight as something of the immense force that runs through the illuminating beam. Ah! Never wonder why stars don’t feel as vibrant as lightning!

Duplo just bowed his head to all of this. When the man continued with his meditation.

With the gesture of an instructor he raised his hand and stroked the dog’s head to continue talking:

Duplo paid special attention to the words of Hora

They stay where they are because their territory, their place, and their landscape slow them down, in the same way, that to the Condor and the Onza.

Look Duplo, this does not mean that its attractiveness does not make us feel captivated and its constant light will continue to please us and after my death and yours, they will continue up there, captivating other beings with the ability to surprise themselves like us.

Without a doubt, the lightning magically illuminated his understanding, it was not a bolt of short-range lightning, nor did it touch him directly, but in Hora, it made life flow differently. The shock wave of the electric discharge was something captivating for the ears of that man, the voice of the thunder told him secrets, and the only witness of everything that he will discover will be Duplo.

We will soon realize that Hora’s certainty in speaking of the stars would lead him to great speeches with someone else, but it is still too early for you to know.

Something in nature always hides wonderful audacity, secrets, and truths, whoever can handle the force of lightning will have talents to understand how fascinating the universe is. 

Author´s note:

Photo by the happiest face =) on Pexels.com

Each lightning bolt is estimated to be about 5 kilometers long by only 1 centimeter wide, and discharges between 1,000 and 10,000 million joules of energy, with a current of up to 200,000 amps and 100 million volts Wikipedia

Autor: Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Escribir es una de las actividades creativas más fascinantes que existe, indagar lo caminos de diferentes versiones, encontrar motivos para acrecentar el cauce de un relato y motivar a la lectura, es una gran motivación para todo el que escribe

Responder

Introduce tus datos o haz clic en un icono para iniciar sesión:

Logo de WordPress.com

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de WordPress.com. Salir /  Cambiar )

Google photo

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Google. Salir /  Cambiar )

Imagen de Twitter

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Twitter. Salir /  Cambiar )

Foto de Facebook

Estás comentando usando tu cuenta de Facebook. Salir /  Cambiar )

Conectando a %s