October 2010

Tales Nojoum

What was that strange feeling I felt?

And that smell of mildew, damp earth. had a sour taste in the mouth, a taste disgusting. I was lying on the ground, I do not know where nor when.

The last thing I remembered was the heat that emanated my fireplace, the smell of hot chocolate he felt the living room. But I do not remember those who were preparing.

opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was water, lots of water and I was lying inside. It took me a while 'to get used to the light.

I looked like a forest, no, perhaps a forest. A frog jumping from branch to branch. A hippopotamus slept a few feet from me. And in the distance I heard animal sounds to me unknown.
Where was I? And why was there?
Phew, I did not remember anything. I tried to get up, but I was too tired. I could not. I kept looking around with eyes wide open. The water level was beginning to rise.
I had to do something.
I concentrated and with his last strength I had in my body pulled down. I was a soup of water, the ragged clothes, dirty hair with mud. I spit the water I had in my mouth, even if it was not really a gesture to miss. What day was it? And above where I was over? My heart was pounding. He was afraid, very afraid.
I started forward in what I decided to be a forest. Huge trees and very high in all around me, howling from all directions, the smell of stale everywhere.
walked for what I believed to be hours, maybe days. And I had almost lost hope when I heard voices approaching me. In less than one in four Indians crowded round me. But they were not the usual that you see on television indigenous or adventure books.
were three women and one man, dressed in leaves and branches, but sloppy in that aspect, you could see he was very painstaking.
I tied to a branch as if I were an animal, and without saying a word to me hoisted over his shoulder and began to walk.

I was so terrified that I could not utter a word.
After hours upside down, we arrived at the village of houses made of bamboo with thatched roofs. Everything around me was in motion. Women who took care of children, men who were building weapons, children playing, girls who leaves intertwined to create baskets of various sizes.
I was untied and taken to a brick temple with a very light color, almost white.
hundreds of steps in front of me and always on top of a throne made of white stone.
They gave me a kick in the legs to force them to kneel ...
And they succeeded.
I looked up and saw the most beautiful creature ever seen in my life.
A young girl with long hair blacks, the amber skin, the eyes of a blue shocking you penetrate the heart.
was the woman more beautiful than I had ever seen in my life.
Dressed in white, with a flower in her hair slightly loose.
looked like a goddess.

But a little later discovered that it was not a goddess but a demon of evil inhuman.
The only thing he said was: "Death" ...
His name was Katara's a beauty equal to his malice.
Queen of the population very strange ... Natives, dressed in rags and leaves ...
But I had noticed the hair care, nail enamel ...
was all too weird, too bizarre and could not understand cos' was that feeling I felt. As if I knew where I was ....

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