The Entourage

The world forgets solidarity not because it does not know it, it does so because it lost reasons to admit it and discovered sophisticated ways to separate itself from others.

“We all have goals to fulfil and a community in which to prosper and cling to build in unity”

The Messenger

By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa

Dawn was breaking when the entourage arranged by Erandi arrived, in this way they announced themselves at the entrance of the Cacahuamilpa caves; the cinnamon-coloured men exclaimed that they felt honoured to receive them in their lands, and they were called the Lords of Light.

All of them were happy and thanks to Dayami who interceded as a translator, Zila was able to explain to her companions what the entourage expressed to them. When each of the burly knights greeted them with kindness, the one holding the crosier of command addressed the group:

-In the name of the Priestess of the Temple of the Moon who has put all her trust in all of you, I welcome you.

He continued:

-The time has come to leave the shadows and forget what they once thought to be true, to relearn in this new space inhabited by all of us.

Let us leave these majestic caves, without a trace of all of you, let us free your steps from curious glances. Having said this, the man who held the staff with one hand, made a sign to his people with the other urging them to begin that task and then continued:

– The will is a tool of incalculable power, never forget it, creativity will always be your ally.

Having said this, the man with the feathered headdress invited the Lords of Light to sit in a circle, the last to join was Evaristo who was guarding the leaves Amatl, some healing items and a saddlebag with xocolatl.

Finally, with a great exhausted sigh, he warned:

Encourage everyone to share with me whatever you want, but keep it brief, we must rest from the long journey we made on foot from Tenochtitlán.

I understand that there will always be a new challenge to dust off, a path to be travelled and you Lords of Light must have countless stories, I listen to you but remember that the journey awaits us very early along paths that will take you by surprise.

All of you will show your true face, the light expands through you and in the face of an affront that we may have, we are here to defend you.

Everything was calm while the Lords of Light shared some anecdotes and drank together with the delicious xocolatl that Evaristo prepared for all of them, their happiness was notorious in that meeting where no one was seen differently, it is a story lost in the time before the invasive actions that would come years later.

Remember that in matters of magic there are details that no one knows, but some settlers would share these memories as an oral tradition, although many have forgotten them.

The world forgets solidarity not because it does not know it, it does so because it lost reasons to admit it and discovered sophisticated ways to separate itself from others.

Author´s notes:

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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 agradable para todo el que escribe

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