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newtthetranswriter · 7 months ago

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Soulmates? Soulmates Pt. 8

Word count: 2400

Summary: It’s the final stretch up the Cursed Caldera, will the egg be saved or will the journey have been for nothing.

Warnings: none for this chapter i think, but let me know if I missed any

A/n: Hello, welcome to part 8. There isn’t any Soren content in this chapter but trust that there will be a tone in the next couple. Anyways I want to thank you all for reading and I hope you are enjoying it. Alright with that out of the way, enjoy and remember to hydrate or diedrate.

Part 1 - Series Masterlist

I watched as Callum, Rayla, and Ellis looked at Ezran in disbelief. It made sense because to them there had to be a miracle healer on the cursed caldera, otherwise how would Ava be there. But I knew the truth and it seemed like now Ezran did as well.

“There is no miracle healer. I’m Sorry.” Ezran said again, setting Bait on the ground while taking off his back pack.

“Stop being mysterious. If you’re gonna make a claim like that, you owe everyone an explanation.” Callum said, clearly not in the mood for what he would deem to be Ezran’s childish behavior.

While holding his backpack Ezran nodded. “Okay. Ava told me-” He began to explain but was cut off by Callum groaning.

“Ugh, here we go!” Callum said. He never believed Ezran could speak to animals.

“No, it’s true!” Ezran defended. “I can understand animals.” He explained clueing in Rayla and Ellis who looked confused by the brothers’ argument.

The girls and I watched as Callum went on a mini rant about asking for Bait’s opinion or finding a squirrel. Seeing the defeated look on Ezran’s face I moved to kneel next to him and the egg.

“Callum, you should really be more trusting of Ez. Just because on time it caused you to get wet for no reason, does not mean he’s lying about his gift.” I said earning an eye roll from the mage. “I trust you Ez.” I placed my hand on Ezran’s shoulder, earning a gentle smile from the boy.

When the rest of the group didn’t make any acknowledgement of believing him, Ezran tried to explain again. “I've always been different. It's hard for me to make friends with other kids. I just feel like I don't fit in.” He said, earning a sympathetic smile from Rayla.

“That’s okay. Fitting in is boring anyway.” Rayla said as she kneeled close to Ezran as well.

He smiled at her understanding before continuing. “But with animals? Somehow, I have this connection. And a few years ago, I realized I could understand what they were saying.” Ezran finished while scratching Baits head.

I watched as Callum sighed before once again voicing his disbelief. “Can you believe this?” He asked Rayla.

“Why would he lie?” She asked confused as to what Ezran could possibly gain from lying about such a harmless thing.

“Because he's a kid? Because it's fun? Because he's afraid to go up the mountain?” Callum exclaimed.

“I’m not afraid!” Ezran defended himself.

Callum rolled his eyes. “Come on, Ez, tell the truth.” He said, sounding upset. “The first time he did this, I asked him to prove it, so Ezran said that a group of raccoons had told him there was a treasure hidden behind a waterfall.” He began explaining what happened the first time Ezran talked about speaking to animals. “But when I went through the waterfall, did I find a treasure?” Callum asked with a pointed look at Ezran.

Ezran bowed his head. “No.” He answered sadly.

“But did my underwear get soaked?” Callum asked.

“Yes.” Ezran answered.

Callum smiled slightly triumphantly. “Case closed.” He said matter of factly.

Ezran looked up and began defending himself again. “The raccoons were being mischievous. I have since learned you cannot trust raccoons.” He explained that raccoons live up to their playful image.

“This is ridiculous! See, this is why you can't make friends.” Callum shouted.

Surprised by his outburst I stood up, moving to stand between my brothers. “Callum! Back off.” Rayla said, coming to Ezran’s defence before I could.

“Do you believe me, Rayla?” Ezran asked, sounding hopeful.

I stepped back waiting to see if Rayla would believe Ezran or brush him off like most people did. “Does it matter?” She asked in return, causing the prince to deflate slightly at the lack of trust his friend was giving him.

Rested my hand on Ezran’s head to offer my silent support as Ellis started talking. “I believe you, Ez. But I also know the miracle healer is real.” She said hugging Ava. “Because I have my Ava.”

“I already said this but I know you’re telling the truth Ez. We’ll figure it out I promise.” I said helping him stand and position his bag back on his shoulders.

Not wanting to waste time, Callum declared we were moving forward. I decided to stay closer to the back of the group. I never liked it when my brothers fought and seeing Callum be so harsh with Ezran really upset me. I just needed some time to clear my head.

As we got closer to the tree that Ellis had pointed out, the forest got spookier. Our path was lined with spider webs and in the distance there was an ominous moaning sound. After sending Rayla to check it out and her returning looking terrified, we pushed further up the mountain.

Shortly after we began cutting through the webs that blocked our path, we encountered the creature that seemingly created the webs. A giant purple and green spider. And even though I tried to tell them all it was an illusion after Callum’s lightning spell made it vanish, the group remained terrified. They only relaxed and accepted that it was fake after Ezran explained that it didn’t make noise like a spider and began screaming at it.

With the spider and Callum’s jerkface dance out of the way, we finally reached the tree where Ellis and Ava presumably met this miracle healer.

“So, now what? Do we just Uh, Miracle Healer? Hello! We're here!” Callum shouted as he spun around inside the hollow tree.

Ellis shrugged. “I don’t know. I just showed up, then she showed up.” She explained.

“Yeah, I don’t see why that shouldn’t work.” I said, rolling my eyes at the idea of the miracle healer once again.

After a few seconds, a light began to glow from outside of the tree. “Actually, I think it is working.” Rayla said as she stepped out of the tree looking up at the sky.

We all watched as a large black and blue bird flew down from the sky. After it landed, it bowed its head and let its rider off. No longer obscured by the bird's head or the bright glow of the moon, I immediately recognised the ‘miracle healer’. Standing next to the moon phoenix, was none other than Lujanne.

“Oh, no! Ez and Y/n were right about everything.” Rayla said, connecting the dots after seeing the Moonshadow elf. “That's no miracle healer. She's a fake.” Rayla announced.

Callum looked confused for a second. “What? How do you know?” He asked, not having the knowledge to understand what his elf friend was saying.

“Like I said earlier, she’s an illusionist. A moon mage.” I answered his question.

Rayla nodded. “She can’t heal anything.” She said in agreement. After she finished she glanced at me apologetically, as if to say sorry for not believing me earlier.

“It's true. I am no healer. I am Lujanne. Guardian of the Moon Nexus.” Lujanne introduced herself to the group.

Rayla groaned. “Ugh, I'm such an idiot, I should have figured it out. None of those monsters were real, they were all illusions.” She explained to the group. “Wait, You knew they were illusions. Why didn’t you say anything about it instead of letting us fight those things?” Rayla asked, turning to look at me.

“Would you guys have listened to me if I did?” I asked with a shrug. “Plus, it was quite amusing to watch you all freak out like that.” I said with a smile.

Lujanne smiled at our conversation before speaking again. “But yes they were all illusions. They were just to scare you. That's how I protect the Nexus.” She explained.

It was Ellis’s turn to be confused by the situation. “But I don't understand. If you're not a healer, how did you save Ava's leg?” She asked the mage, not understanding how it was possible.

She approached Ava before kneeling down and explaining how she gave Ava an illusion to make humans accept her. “She never needed that fourth leg to be happy. Everyone else did.” Lujanne finished her explanation by removing the moon stone collar, lifting the illusion. Everyone looked amazed as Ava stood strong on only three legs, not hindered in the slightest by her missing limb.

“But the help we need is real.” Ezran said approaching Lujanne. “An illusion won’t help us.” He finished opening his back pack to reveal the almost completely dark dragon egg.

Lujanne gasped in surprise. “It's the egg of the Dragon Prince. It was stolen, but we saved it.” Rayla began to explain. “I mean, we were trying to save it and return it to its mother. But there was a terrible accident. You see, I -” As she was about to tell the story of how it was dropped through the ice, Lujanne raised her hand, silencing the younger elf.

“Its life is fading quickly.” She announced placing her hand close to the egg. “The only chance of saving it now would be to hatch it. But that won't be possible. Sky dragons can only be born in the eye of a storm.” Lujanne explained looking at the sky sadly.

We all looked up as well. “The sky is clear for miles.” I said, knowing that at this point it really would take a miracle to save the dragon prince. It was hopeless, there was no way we could reach a storm fast enough to save the egg. We had failed and now the world would be plunged into a devastating war.

As we all sat taking in the reality of the situation, Ezran tried to console Rayla as she began to blame herself for us failing to save the egg. Everyone fell into silence but it was quickly interrupted by Callum mumbling to himself.

“I know what I have to do.” He finally said. We all turned to look at Callum as he held his primal stone in his hand. Before anyone could ask what he ment or what he was going to do, Callum raised his arm above his head before throwing the stone at the ground as hard as he could.

Almost instantly, lightning began to crackle from the ground as wind began to blow around us. Dark clouds began to cover the sky, and thunder began to boom overhead. With the force of the wind, everyone was left clutching the ground in hopes of not being blown away.

As the wind continued to speed past, it knocked the egg out Ezran’s bag, sending the egg rolling towards the edge of the cliff. Right before the egg tumbled off the side of the mountain, Rayla jumped into action, barely catching it with her bad arm. We all watched as she struggled to carry the egg back to the group, with debris being thrown at her by the violent storm.

In desperation Rayla plunged one of her blades into the ground and held on for dear life. Just as the wind began to pull her off the handle, the clouds overhead began to separate. The winds died down only slightly, and as we all stood to look in wonder at the eye of the storm lightning began crackling from the egg.

Figuring that it was a sign Rayla set the egg on the ground and stepped back. We all continued to watch silently as the sparks grew bigger and eventually began to glow a rainbow of colors. The egg began to lift off the ground as the rainbow volts began to spark faster before releasing an almost blinding flash of light. When the light faded we watched as the egg creaked before falling to the ground and sessing to glow all together.

As the storm suddenly cleared we all stared at the egg hoping for a sign that it had worked. Just as we were about to give up hope, the egg creaked again before rumbling slightly and busting open. Out of the once glowing shell, popped a small light blue dragon with a white cloud of hair on its head.

It yawned before stumbling out of the egg tripping over its own feet in front of Ezran. “Come on Bait, help him! His eyes are stuck. You need to lick them open!” Ezran said, placing the glow toad down in front of the baby dragon.

After giving Ezran a look that said ‘that’s fucking nasty’, Bait begrudgingly complied cleaning the baby dragon’s eyes. Almost immediately after opening its eyes, the dragon pounced on bait before stumbling over to Ezran.

The dragonling let out a few chirps that Ezran seemed to understand. “You know your own name! Azymondias. We'll call you ‘Zym.’” Ezran announced, informing everyone of the dragon prince’s name.

After Ezran pointed out Rayla to Zym, the Dragon Prince hopped over to her. Zym inspected her wrist binding before pulling on it. To everyone’s surprise it came right off, freeing Rayla from the fate of losing her hand.

With Zym now safe and Rayla no longer at risk of losing her hand, we all took a moment to relax. I chose to sit and watch as Ezran played with the baby dragon, while avoiding the questioning glance I kept getting from Lujanne. I knew she would be curious as to why I was traveling with two human princes, missing my necklace she enchanted for me, and why I was so far from my family's home close to Xadian border. Focusing on my brothers I chose to also postpone the inevitable conversation I would have to have with her later.

As Zym tried to chase his own tail, my attention was drawn to the sky. A bright purple light began to illuminate the Caldera, before long everyone else noticed it. What looked like a purple shooting star flew overhead before exploding, sending hundreds of little glowing wisps raining down on us.

While the younger members of the group laughed and enjoyed the purple light show, I noticed Lujanne looking off into the distance. Following her gaze I noticed the trail from the purple wisps lead directly to Mount Kalik. I immediately knew that Caludia had succeeded in her plan to cast a tracking spell and sooner or later her and Soren would be her for the princes and Zym.

(dividers by @/cafekitsune)

#x reader #newt writes #tdp soren x reader #tdp x reader #the dragon prince x trans masc reader #the dragon prince x reader #the dragon prince soulmate au #soulmates? soulmates.#soulmate aus

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erundur-adanion · 1 year ago

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Çima ez ji sekulerîzmê bêtir bibêjim Laîkparêzî tercîh dikim?

Peyva laîkîzmê ji peyva fransî "Laïcité" tê û bi fransî tê wateya "Sekulerîzm" an jî "Laîkparêzî".

Peyva sekulerîzmê ji Îngilîzî tê.

“Sekulerîzm” û “Laîkparêzî” hevwateya hev in.

Îcar çima ez dibêjim "sekûlerîzm" û ne "laîsîtî"? Bila rave bikim, ji ber ku laîktiya ku li Tirkiyeyê tê meşandin xelet hatiye bicihanîn;

1. “Dîn mudaxeleyê dewletê nake, lê dewlet mudaxeleyê dîn dike”. Mînak; Di 3'ê Adara 1924'an de Serokatiya Karên Diyanetê hat avakirin û ol bi temamî ket bin kontrola dewletê. Tenê xebatên der barê mekteba Matûrîdî ya şaxa mezheba sunnî ya henefî de ji raya giştî re tên nivîsandin. Ev yek bi temamî li dijî laîktiyê ye ji ber ku di laîktiyê de “Dîn mudaxeleyê siyasetê nake û siyaset jî bi olê re midaxele nake”. Prensîbek heye. Lê li Tirkiyeyê ev yek bi xeletî hat sepandin.

2. "Mezheba Sunî-Henefî-Meturîdî ya dînê Îslamê mezheba herî rast e û yên din jî feraset in." Ev jî têgihiştineke şaş e, ji ber ku di Qurana pîroz de tu mezheb li ser mezhebên din û ne jî olek li ser oleke din serdest e. Di Quranê de tenê yek jêderka ola îslamê heye ew jî Îslam bi xwe ye. "Ewên ku dînê xwe perçe perçe kirine û bûne kom, hûn bi wan re namînin. Karê wan li ser Xuda ye, paşê (Xuda) dê wan bi kiryara wan agahdar bike." Sureye En'am ayeta 159

3. "Hemû nivîsarên olî û îbadet divê bi tirkî bin." Nivîsandina wergerên tirkî yên pirtûkeke hêja wek Qurana Pîroz xizmeteke mezin e, lê ne aqilmend e ku meriv zimanekî dewlemend wek kurdî înkar bike, heger tirkî hebe divê kurdî jî hebe.

4. "Hemû gelên ku li Komara Tirkiyeyê dijîn Henefî ne." Bê guman têgehek xelet e. %50ê komara Tirkiyê Henefî û %50 jî şafîî ne. Kesên ku ji mezheba Henefî ne, piraniya wan tirk in, piraniya wan jî kurd in. Hemû kesên li Komara Tirkiyeyê dijîn misilman in." Na, 75% misilman, 0,4% xiristiyan û %? Cihû, Zerdeştî, Ateîst, Deîst, Êzîdî û mirovên din hene.

5. "Kesên ku ji dînê îslamê ne, mafê wan e ku komeleyan ava bikin. (1950) Mafê tu olê tune ku bi tu awayî komele û saziyan ava bike. (1924)" Belê, mafê kesên ku ji dînê îslamê ne. piştî sala 1950 komele û weqfan damezrînin, lê kesên ku ji oleke din in, mafê wan heye ku komele û weqfan damezrînin, mafê endamekî gel nîne ku vê yekê bike. Ev çi laîkbûn e! Di laîkparêziya bi şêwaza Amerîkî de, "kesên ji her olî xwedî maf in ku komele û weqfan ava bikin." Bo nimûne; Li DYE’yê weqfên misilman, weqfên xiristiyan, bingehên cihû, bingehên ateîst, bingehên bûdîst û bingehên hindû hene. Bi gotineke din, li Dewletên Yekbûyî yên Amerîkayê komele û bingehên her olî hene. Ev azadiya baweriyê ye.

6. "Cemewîyên elewî nikarin bibin perestgeh." Ev yek li dijî laîktiyê ye, îman û ol bê ferqkirin. Cihê ku her kesek îbadet û erkên xwe yên olî pêk tîne, perestgeh tê gotin. Bo nimûne; Ger Mizgeftek Misilmanek hebe, Krîstiyanek Dêrek hebe, Cihûyek xwedî Kenîseyek, Zerdeştîyek Ogir hebe, an her olek xwedî perestgehek be. Bi gotineke din, kê li kîjan perestgehê dua bike bila bike, ji bo me ferq nake! "1. Bibeje: "Gelî kafiran!" 2. "Ez ji ya ku hûn perestî dikin, nakim." 3. "Û hûn ji ya ku ez perestî dikim, nabin perestî." 4. "Ez perestîya ya ku hûn dikin, nakim." 5." Tu ji ya ku ez îbadetê dikim re îbadetê nakî." 6. "Dînê we ji we re ye û dînê min jî ji bo min e." Sureye Kafirûn ji vê yekê re mînak e!

7. “Gava mijar dibe Mislimanan azadî heye, dema mijar dibe Elewî zilm heye.” Misilman çiqas azad bibe, Elewî jî ewqas azad bibe.

8. "Ji bo hemû welatiyan çûna dersên olî yên mecbûrî ferz e." Na çima. Xiristiyan, cihû, Elewî, Zerdeştî, Êzidî yan jî oleke din vê naxwaze. "La ikrahe fid din." ji bîr neke!

9. "Cejnên olî yên îslamî têne pîroz kirin, lê cejnên olî yên olên din nayên pîroz kirin." Mînak; Misliman Cejna Remezanê, Cejna Qurbanê û cejnên din pîroz dikin, lê dema ku Xiristiyan û kesên ji olên din dixwazin cejnên xwe pîroz bikin, dewlet mudaxele dike.

10. Ji ber vê yekê ez peyva Sekulerîzm bi kar tînim û ne peyva Laîkparêziyê.

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gremlinataneasel · 10 days ago

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TDL with a bad australian mullet, like and share if you agree.

#i should think more about hollowhead designs these guys are killing me #ez intellectuals #ava the dark lord #ava tdl

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postsofbabel · 2 years ago

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#posts of babel #screenreader unfriendly

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narcolini · 2 years ago

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Rules: Share the first line of your last ten published works or as many as you are able and see if there are any patterns!

thanku for tagging @when-did-this-become-difficult im actually intrigued to see if there are any 👀

night//morning

Luca’s phone rings, just minutes before his usual alarm gets chance to—sending that weird fucking tune that Instagram uses, pin-balling from his nightstand, straight into his skull—screen lit and blinding.

2. mentirosos

The metal clicks into place before you’ve even realised what he’s done.

3. for brothers 3.5

She’s in the middle of it before she even knows what’s happening.

(omg not those last two having like the exact same formula dkfjhg)

4. caught out

You’ve got a sight on her.

5. no goodbyes - bonus

The first thing you recognise as life, is the thrum of your own blood in your ear drums.

6. execution

You know his routine well, because you know him well.

7. in his shadow - 4

It’s been a week, well, a weekend and a day, and EZ still hasn’t heard from Ava.

8. kiss and tell

You shouldn’t be here.

(im seeing a pattern now sksks)

9. putting it right

He might not even show.

(no im really seeing it)

10. tempting fate

The first time she saw violence, real club violence, it was thanks to a hunting knife.

okay well the main thing that jumps out to me is that i fucking love short sentence openers. like very.. chuck you right in with no fluffing (except there normally is in lines 2 and 3) and the luca one definitely feels like a more uncommon opener for me. interesting....

i basically just go. we're here. and expect the reader to nod and go so true we are

#the tragedy that i havent actually posted much recently kdjfhg #tag game

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enk1du · 2 years ago

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Ava Max - Choose Your Fighter (2023)

megnéztem végre a Barbie filmet, és tökjó, hogy elkészült, meg is lepett, és persze kiszámítható is volt, és többször nevettem is rajta, de a mugshotos jelenetnél meg kellett állítanom, és megguglizni, hogy mi ez a dal, mert az nem létezik, hogy úgy jutottam túl a kilencvenes éveken, hogy egyszer sem hallottam, aztán kiderült, hogy tök friss, és hát azonnal visszajött az egész kiskamaszkorom a kilencvenes évek közepétől (85-ben születtem), és elkezdtem gondolkodni azon, hogy rám milyen csajok voltak hatással, amikor elkezdtem kapi(z)s(g)kálni, hogy mit jelent lánynak lenni, és hát a legtöbb, valljuk be, a popkultúrából jött, bár nyilván Lizzy Bennetnek is sokat köszönhetek, adja magát a Spice Girls, ami persze egy férfiak által összerakott szupergrúp volt, de hát ugyanúgy álmokat kínált, mint Barbie, mert lehettél menő akkor is, ha mindig a melegítőgatyát választottad, vagy Gwen Stefani, ó, istenem, annyira Gwen Stefanira akartam hasonlítani, de hát az ilyesmire kevés esélye volt egy szürke kisegérnek egy Heves megyei faluban akkoriban (bár azóta is csak bő nadrágokat vagyok képes elviselni magamon, leszámítva egy nagyon rövid eltévelyedést a skinny 2010-es években), a kilencvenes évek végére meg már tudtam használhatóan angolul, úgyhogy eléggé megütött a No Scrub (nem mintha bármelyik falusi kisbika is épp rám akart volna hollázni) vagy az all time legcsodálatosabb Destiny’s Child dal, a Jumpin’ Jumpin’, aztán meg Sandra Nasić (nyilván német MTV-nk volt), hát nem volt menőbb, mint ahogy a földön fekve énekel a Lords of the Boards klipjében, és ott volt még a Sailor Moon, bár abban nem énekeltek, aztán felnőttem, és rájöttem, hogy igazából a családom elképesztően erős nőtagjai voltak a legnagyobb hatással az ún. feminizmusomra, vagy arra, hogy tudjam, mennyit érek (nagy előnye ez az apa nélküli családoknak, ehehehhh), de most, hogy ilyen szépen végigtrappoltam a memory lane-en, eszembe jutott, hogy igazából csak annyit akartam mondani, hogy a Choose Your Fighter a legeslegkirályabb boldog pumpálás, amit kiskamaszkorom óta hallottam, most azonnal kell egy görkori meg egy kabrió meg egy napsütötte tengerpart, ahol lehet bömböltetni az autórádióból. örök hálám, Greta Gerwig!

apró zenetörténeti érdekesség: Ava Max 1994-ben született, és már 2018-ban rátalált az Aquára, és elénekelte, hogy Not Your Barbie Girl. a Destiny's Child nemBeyoncé kétharmada meg jobban néz ki, mint valaha.

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gutsfics · 2 years ago

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11, 30, 34, 36, and 39 from the relationship asks

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11. Which member is more physically affectionate

Avalon x Thomas - Avalon is more likely to initiate, but Thomas will reciprocate immedeatly

Devi x Noah - both. do Not separate them.

Harper x Tom - Harper, but only by a little bit

Baxter x Rafael - Rafael, but he makes sure that Baxter can handle any sort of physical contact. usually he waits for them to approach him

Simon x Wes x Ezra - its pretty even between Simon and Ezra. Wes isn't one to initiate at random like the other two, but he does know exactly when they need it from him

Reigan & Tobias - listen just because Reigan is asexual and completely uninterested in sex doesnt mean he doesn't love a good cuddle. theyre about even, but their limits are in different places

30. What is their favorite place to kiss the other? (Cheek, hand, closed eyelid, neck, nose, etc.) im excluding mouth & the peenids area for "its too obvious" reasons

Avalon x Thomas - all over the everywhere. you KNOW Avalon loves to pepper Thomas with kisses the second they see each other. He especially loves to kiss Thomas' top surgery scars when he has access to them. and Thomas likes to kiss Avalon's hands and fingertips

Devi x Noah - Devi likes to kiss Noah on the neck, and Noah likes to kiss Devi's nose

Harper x Tom - they both like to kiss each other on the cheek, although Harper Will blow a raspberry against Tom's

Baxter x Rafael - Rafael likes kissing Baxter on the forehead, and Baxter likes kissing Rafael on the knuckles

Simon x Wes x Ezra - Wes likes hugging them both from behind and kissing the back of their necks or shoulders, Ezra kisses the side of their temples, and Simon kisses jaws

Reigan & Tobias - they kiss each other's cheeks in greeting but thats about it lol Reigan isn't a kissy guy

34. Do they give each other nicknames?

Avalon x Thomas - Avalon has used every single pet name known to man for Thomas, but Darlin is like. the default one he uses for every occasion. Thomas calls Avalon Ava, and sometimes Bear

Devi x Noah - i mean besides Devi being a nickname of DeVante, not really. sometimes Devi might use a cutesy pet name but not often

Harper x Tom - Harper also uses a shitton of pet names for Tom, but all of them he makes up on the spot and he's never used the same one twice. and Tom will call Harper his sea monster <3

Baxter x Rafael - they're Babs and Raf to each other and (a few) others (not many other people call Baxter "Babs" though. Tobias started that), but also Rafael calls Baxter sweetheart a lot

Simon x Wes x Ezra - Simon and Ezra are Si and Ez, and Wes is just Wes. Ezra also uses codenames for them if he ever talks about them on stage, but idk what they would be yet

Reigan & Tobias - Tobias calls Reigan by his original Korean name, Sungwon, and Sungwon calls him Toby

36. How’d they meet each other’s families?

Avalon x Thomas - rcd: Avalon met Thomas' parents during their first relationship, his parents wanted to try to make amends but they weren't very good at gendering him correctly so he brought Avalon for support. it wasm't a super good experience but at least Thomas was able to get a little closure for himself. and while Avalon's parents knew about Thomas, they didn't meet him until their second time in a relationship. Thomas and Avalon visit Texas like once a year to see Avalon's family

hwu: like canon, at Rachel's wedding. Avalon met Simon before though. as for Thomas meeting Avalon's family..........

Devi x Noah - they knew each other since they were in grade school, they always knew each others family

Harper x Tom - i mean. after the start of ILB it's not like there's much family for Tom to meet, and he already knew half of it lol lmao [sobbing]. and Harper meets Tom's family after the events of ILW, once things have settled down. he was supposed to meet them sooner but uuuuum. Events and Happenings <3

Baxter x Rafael - just like in canon, Rafael takes Baxter to meet his family before theyre even dating <3 and Baxter is no contact w their family so i don't know that Rafael ever meets then. maybe i'll write a fic about it but no prommies

Simon x Wes x Ezra - they went to high school together, this just happens. i do need to write a fic about what happened when Wes' dad came to town and that date quest ended on a cliffhanger >:/

Reigan & Tobias - Reigan met Tobias' parents by chance bc they all live in New York City, i dont fully know the details yet? but i do know that Tobais' parents were trying to set him up w This Handsome Lawyer They Know and he agreed to the date to get them to stop asking about it. Reigan was unaware it was supposed to be a date at first, but bc theyre both aromantic they decided to keep "dating" to get both sets of parents off their backs about it lol

and Tobias met Reigan's parents on a trip to his hometown. the purpose of the trip was "See I DO Have A Boyfriend Please Stop Asking"

39. What other couple would your otp get along with the best?

Avalon x Thomas - Janey and her wife Bill. in both hwu and rcd. Avalon and Janey friendship is a canon event.

Devi and Noah get along best with Harper and Tom <3

Baxter and Rafael get along best with Reigan and Tobias

Simon x Wes x Ezra - Lisa and Aria. Lisa and Ezra regularly go on tour together, & they all hang out together a lot when not on tour as well

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szottesfolditanyak · 19 days ago

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The Flying Witches of Veracruz

by James Endredy

English below

Első rész

Boszorkányok, varázsigék és következmények

Mi a franc van?

Így éreztem magam, ahogy kezdtem felébredni: reszkettem a kemény, hideg földön. Lassan kezdtem feltápászkodni, de ahogy körül próbáltam nézni, a koromsötétség annyira teljes volt, hogy azt hittem, megvakultam. Nem túl gyakran lát és tapasztal az ember tényleges teljes sötétséget. A gondolathoz, hogy megvakultam, hihetetlen fejfájás és komoly gyomorfájdalom is csatlakozott.

A földön körbetapogatózva lassan rájöttem, hogy kemény, tömör talajon térdelek, és szinte ugyanabban a pillanatban a szaglásom is működésbe lépett. A levegőben egy ismerős, avas szag terjengett: rothadó húsé.

- Mit keresel itt, te ördög? - szólt hozzám egy érdes hang spanyolul a sötétségből.

Megrémülve a hirtelen hangtól megpróbáltam elmenekülni előle, de alig pár méter után erősen bevertem a fejem egy sziklafalnak tűnő valamibe. Hirtelen a falnak ütközni olyan volt, mint amikor lépcsőn lefelé menve figyelmetlenségből elvéted az utolsó lépcsőfokot és az egyensúlyod egy pillanat alatt elveszik. De a legrosszabb része az volt, hogy olyan keményen ütköztem a falnak, hogy az állkapcsom összecsattant és elharaptam a nyelvem.

Frusztráltan morogtam és nedves vért éreztem, ahogy a homlokomhoz értem. Remek, gondoltam. Megfordultam, és hátamat a fal felé fordítva lassan, remegő lábakkal felegyenesedtem. Határozottan megrémített, hogy képtelen vagyok látni, és feszülten hallgatóztam bármi után, ami nyomra vezetne, hol vagyok, vagy ki szólt hozzám.

- Ki vagy te és hol vagyok? - kiáltottam a sötétségbe, közben magam elé nyújtottam a karom, hogy védekezzek.

Nem jött válasz. De ahogy lassan visszatért az eszem, sietve átkutattam a zsebeimet. Sajnos üresek voltak és arról sem volt fogalmam, hol lehet a hátizsákom, ami amúgy mindig velem volt. Rájöttem, hogy teljesen tehetetlen helyzetbe kerültem, és hogy biztosan volt legalább egy másik ember a közelemben. Arra gondoltam, legjobb lesz, ha nyugton maradok és meglátom, mi következik. Egyszerűen leültem a földre és az ingemmel letöröltem a vért az arcomról. Olyan erősen lüktetett a fejem, hogy szinte örültem neki, hogy sötétben vagyok, azt a tényt kivéve, hogy ez teljesen megakadályozott abban, hogy bármit tudjak a helyzetemről, vagy kezdjek vele valamit. Biztosra csak ezeket tudtam: megsérültem, képtelen voltam látni, fáztam, valami koszos földön voltam kőfalak között, legalább még egyvalaki volt valamerre a közelemben és semmi másom nem volt, csak a ruha, amit viseltem.

- Kérdeztem valamit, diablo. Mit keresel itt?

A hang olyan volt, mint egy szellem kísérteties suttogása egy olcsó horrorfilmből, de abban a pillanatban úgy megborzongtam tőle, ahogy addig még sohasem. Volt valami gonosz és rosszindulatú abban a hangban, és furcsamód azt se tudtam volna megmondani, férfi vagy nói hang-e. Ez mindennél jobban megrémített. De úgy döntöttem, nem adok neki elégtételt azzal, hogy válaszolok. Először is, nem voltam ördög, és nyilvánvalóan fogalmam sem volt, mit keresek ott. Az agyam teljesen üres volt.

- Odakint sokan várnak arra, hogy felakasszanak, - mondta a kísérteties hang. - Most azonnal odavihetlek hozzájuk, ha szeretnéd.

Ez kezdett túl sok lenni. Minthogy nem éreztem szelet és nem hallottam hangokat, arra jutottam, hogy bent vagyok valahol. De hol bent? És kik voltak odakint, rám várva? És hol odakint?

- Miért akarna bárki felakasztani engem? - kérdeztem, mert úgy gondoltam, ez még fontosabb, mint hogy hol vagyok és hogyan kerültem oda..

- Te egy gonosz boszorkány, vagy démon, vagy valami még rosszabb vagy. Nálad vannak a huichol sámán és az azték curandero [gyógyító] szent tárgyai, de napokig alszol az alvilágba vezető kapuban. Megölted azokat az embereket, akiknek a tárgyait hordozod, és elloptad az erejüket?

- Nem! Minden tárgy az enyém és ne érintsd őket, különben megbánod.

- Hahaha, - kacagott a hang a sötétben, és ezúttal egyértelmű visszhangot hallottam, mintha egy nagy térben lennénk, vagy talán a föld alatt.

- Miért nem futsz el előlem, diablo?

- Elfutok? Semmit nem látok és alig bírok lábra állni. Bizonyára komolyan meg is sérültem. Miért nem segítesz nekem? Miért vetted el a dolgaimat? Az én helyemről te vagy a gonosz.

Ekkor egy jókora kő találta el a mellkasomat és még hangosabb lett a kacagás. Akárki is volt, hozzám vágott egy követ. Ó, ez percről percre jobb!

- Azt hiszem, tényleg nem látsz semmit, – sziszegte a hang. - Tessék, kösd össze szorosan a bokádat – és semmi játék, különben megszúrlak a késemmel, és visítani fogsz.

Egy rövid kötelet dobtak hozzám, és összekötöttem a bokámat.

- Nyújtsd ki most a karod magad elé.

Villámgyorsan összekötözték a csuklóimat, majd az illető elment. Hallottam valami mozgást, majd hirtelen, mintha a semmiből jött volna, egy gyertya lángja jelent meg előttem a földön. De amilyen izgatott lettem, hogy látok, valami mégsem volt rendben. Szörnyen homályosan láttam, mintha nyitott szemmel lennék víz alatt, és a víz mozogna és piszkos lenne. Próbáltam a lángra fókuszálni és megdörzsöltem a szemem, de semmit nem segített. A fény, az árnyékok, minden homályos volt. Az jutott eszembe, hogy talán súlyos agyrázkódásom van.

Meglepő módon most, hogy valamennyi fényt képes voltam látni és tudtam, hogy nem vakultam meg teljesen, kezdtem még rémültebb lenni, mint előtte. Olyan volt, mint ha a teljes sötétben és teljesen segítég nélkül semmit sem tudtam volna tenni, de most, hogy látok valamit, tennem is kéne valamit - de fogalmam sincs, mit. A homályos látásomtól még rosszabbul éreztem magam, így hát becsuktam a szemem és vettem pár mély levegőt, hogy kitisztítsam a fejem.

- Mióta vagyok itt? - sikerült végül megkérdeznem. Ebben a pillanatban vettem észre, milyen hihetetlenül szomjas vagyok. A torkom, az ajkaim, és még a szemem is hihetetlenül szárazak voltak. Úgy éreztem, mintha napok óta nem ittam volna semmit.

- Nem vagyok biztos benne, de legalább három nap és éjjel telt el, mióta az emberek először felfedeztek - mondta egy új hang.

Tágra nyíltak a szemeim, és a homályon át ki tudtam venni egy előttem álló magas alakot, aki egy fáklyát tartott a kezében. Határozottan férfi volt, kedves, de nagyon mély hanggal és olyan hangszínnel, ami Mexikóban a tekintélyes férfiakra jellemző. A hangját hallva távoli emlékek kezdtek visszatéri, mint ha árnyékok lennének. Végül arra jutottam, hogy az utolsó emlékeim Mexikóból valók, és valószínűleg még mindig ott is vagyok.

– Tudsz segíteni? – kérdeztem félénken. – Vagy engem is fel akarsz akasztani?

A férfi megfordult és azt mondta, - Most már mehetsz, Marisol. Innen átveszem.

A sötétben egy hang sziszegett, és hallottam, hogy valaki elsétál. - Marisol - mondta a férfi leereszkedő hangon -, hagyd itt a táskáját és győződj meg róla, hogy minden holmija benne van.

A hang újra sziszegett és egy hangos puffanást hallottam a földön magam mellett, ahogy Marisol nyilván el akart sétálni a táskámmal, de aztán visszadobta, ahogy a férfi rajtakapta. Kezdtem megkedvelni ezt a fickót, de a Marisol nevet hallva, ami női név, mintha villámcsapás érte volna az agyamat. Tudtam, hogy ismerős név, de nem emlékeztem, honnan. A fejemet fogva kétségbeesetten próbáltam emlékezni és hallottam, ahogy a férfi folytatja - Senki sem fog felakasztani ebben a faluban - az túl nagy figyelmet vonna magára -, de nagy veszélyben vagy, hacsak nem győzöl meg arról, hogy nem vagy gonosz. Mit keresel itt, miért alszol ebben a barlangban?

- Nem tudom - feleltem őszintén. - Nem tudom, hol vagyok és hogyan kerültem ide. Ez az igazság.

- Az akcentusod alapján az Egyesült Államokból jössz. A spanyolod jó, de furcsa. Hol tanultad?

- Leginkább a huicholoknál, a hegyekben.

- Igen, ők furcsán beszélik a spanyolt, mert az nem az ő nyelvük. És nem is az enyém. De öt nyelven beszélek, nem beszélnél inkább angolul?

- Rendben.

- Szóval azt mondod, a huicholokkal töltöttél időt - ezért vannak azok a huichol tárgyak a táskádban?

- Igen.

- És mi van a többi tárggyal - az azték gyógyító és álmodó szent tárgyaival?

- Egy mazaték mestergyógyító tanítv��nya voltam, mint gyógyító.

- Ha ez igaz, miért alszol ebben a barlangban? Ha valódi gyógyító lennél, tudnod kellene, ez nem biztonságos hely alváshoz.

- Arról sem volt fogalmam, hogy barlangban vagyok, amíg nem mondtad. Pár perccel ezelőtt ébredtem fel és baj van a szememmel.

- Mondd el nekem, miért nem biztonságos ebben a barlangban aludni. - követelte a férfi.

Azonnal tudtam a kérdéséből, hogy tesztelni akarja, igaz-e, amiket állítottam. Mostanra már tudtam, hogy egy barlangban vagyok, ami nagyon mély vagy hosszú, mivel semmi fény nem szűrődött be, és rohadó hústól bűzlött, amik valószínűleg emberi vagy állati áldozatok lehettek helyi gyógyítók vagy varázslók által az alvilág urainak hagyva - vagyis valószínűleg egy szent barlangban voltam, az alsó világ bejáratánál.

- Egyes barlangok bejáratok az alvilágba. Ha bennük alszol, azt kockáztatod, hogy az álmod közben elrabolják vagy rabszolgává teszik a tonálodat gonosz lények - válaszoltam.

- Mi a nagualod? - kérdezte.

- A kondor.

- Ki uralkodik a nagualokon?

- Az Állatok Ura.

- Milyen más lények a szövetségeseid?

- Itt vagy ott? - kérdeztem vissza.

- Mindkettő - válaszolta sokatmondóan.

- Tudod, hogy ezt nem mondhatom el neked.

- Nézd - mondta élesen -, próbállak megmenteni. Nem gondolom, hogy gonosz vagy, de mint a bozóttűz, úgy tejednek a hírek, hogy egy gringo brujo alszik ebben a barlangban, és komoly veszélyben van az életed. Már belenéztem a megszentelt tartóba, amiben a szellem-szövetségeseid laknak. Senki mást nem engedtem belenézni. Ha a meséd igaz, pontosan tudod, mit rejt a dobozkád és mindegyik tárgy jelentését is tudod; ha nem, akkor hazudsz és tolvaj vagy és soha nem jutsz ki élve ezek közül a hegyek közül. Szóval beszélj.

Amennyire csak tudtam, feltápászkodtam a földről, kiegyenesedtem, és így válaszoltam - Én vagyok a Kondor, és hordozom a Kondor muvierit; szövetségeseim a Kék Szarvas – hordozom a szent szarvasbőrt; a Sas – hordozom a sas muvierit; a Puma – hordozom a pumafogakból készült csörgőt; a Királykígyó – hordozom az ötödik bőrét; a Datura Farkasai – hordozom a magjukat; Itzamna, Uxmal ura – az ő szent levét hordozom; és Matziwa, az utazó - az ő hikuriját hordozom.

Néhány tárgy, amit említettem és a nevek, amiket rájuk használtam szintén az én kis tesztem volt az engem kérdező ember felé. Ha tudja, miről beszél, ismerősnek kell lennie neki ezeknek a tárgyaknak és elnevezéseknek.

- Sok erős szövetségesed van. - mondta az ember újra a kedves hangján. - Mondd meg hát, ha már tudod, hogy egy mély barlangban vagy, hol vagy pontosan?

Egy újabb teszt, de ami az alvilág barlangjait illeti, ez könnyű kérdés volt. A hús bűze, a Marisol nevű nő sziszegő hangja, az, hogy az emberek tartottak tőlem, hogy ebben a barlangban alszom, a teljes sötétség, a hideg - mind ugyanarra a helyre mutattak ennek az embernek a kozmológiájában.

- Az északi alvilág bejáratánál vagyunk, Mictlanban, a Halottak Helyén.

- Itt a táskád. - mondta a mély hangú férfi, ahogy ledobta mellém a csomagomat, és eloltotta a fáklyáját.

Gyorsan elővettem a vizes palackomat, és egy hajtásra kiittam a tartalmát. Még a sötétben is mindent megtaláltam a csomagomban. Miután sok éven át utaztam vele, jobban ismertem, mint bármelyik szeretőmet.

- Mondd, mit tudsz a lélekről, gringo curandero [gyógyító]?

Most már a lényegre tértünk; az előző tesztkérdései az én tapasztalatommal rendelkező valakinek legfeljebb felületesek voltak. Anélkül, hogy kimondta volna, már korábban is kérdezett a lélekről, de most mélyebbre ment. Azonban, miután gyorsan felmértem a helyzetemet, nem volt kedvem további kérdésekre válaszolni. Csak el akartam tűnni onnan és megtudni, mi a fene történt velem. Másrészt még mindig nem láttam jól, és kételkedtem benne, sikerül-e elmenekülnöm előle vagy a barlangból. Az egész helyzet egyetlen jó oldala az volt, hogy curandero-nak, gyógyítónak nevezett, és nem brujo-nak, gonosz boszorkánynak, ahogy Marisol sziszegő hangja vádolt.

A „lélek” fogalma még a hétköznapi beszélgetésekben is bonyolult, a világ vallásai között pedig nagyon kényes téma. De sérülten egy sötét barlangban valahol Mexikóban, egy olyan emberrel tárgyalva, aki nyilvánvalóan valamiféle pap vagy szent ember, és akit az alvilág barlangjába küldtek, hogy kihallgasson egy amerikai férfit, akit az ördögnek hisznek, a kihallgatás nagyon gyorsan csúnya fordulatot vehet. Tapasztalatból tudtam, hogy a lélek áll az őslakosok hiedelmeinek középpontjában, különösen Mexikóban, ahol az aztékok arról voltak híresek, hogy kitépték az emberek szívét, hogy lelküket az istennek ajánlják fel. Ezért nagyon óvatosnak kellett lennem, hogy hogyan válaszoljak erre a kissé egyszerű kérdésre.

- Megkérdezhetem a neved? - válaszoltam, bizonytalanul a folytatásban.

- A nevem Vicente. Most beszélj nekem a lelkedről, vagy megöllek és itt hagyom a tested a többi halott között rohadni.

Ennél a pontnál majdnem nevettem, annyira megijedtem.

- Három lelkem van. - böktem ki.

- Folytasd.

- Kérdeztél korábban a tonálomról és nagualoról, de jobban szeretem a régi elnevezéseket használni.

- Folytasd.

- A yoliám élteti a testem. A tonallim az életem tüze. [“My yolia animates my body. My tonalli is my heat of life.”]

- Melyik jött először?

- A yolia a fogantatással jön, a tonalli a születéssel.

- És mi van a harmadikkal?

- Az lesz, amivel megöllek, ha nem hagyod abba a kérdezősködést és nem vezetsz ki erről a bűzlő helyről. - válaszoltam, próbálva keménynek tűnni, bár nemigen éreztem át.

- Több mint egy naguallid van, gringo curandero. Melyiket fogod megidézni, hogy megölj? - Hirtelen hangos és gonosz morgás töltötte be a barlangot; megérkezett a két szellemfarkasom. De Vicente csak nevetett, és elvágta a köteleimet.

- A farkasaim pont melletted állnak. - figyelmeztettem.

- Igen, gyönyörűek, a Kieri farkasai - felelte bennfentesen.

Megint rémület járt át, ezúttal erősebben. Vicente most használta a Kieri nevet, amit én nem említettem. Ha képes látni a farkasaimat és ismeri a nevüket, az egyik legnagyobb és ezért legveszélyesebb varázslónak kell lennie, akivel valaha találkoztam. Azonnal megváltozott a véleményem erről az emberről és onnantól tiszteletből Don Vicentének szólítottam.

- Úgy tűnik, a Kieri farkasai a szövetségeseid. - mondta Don Vicente, miközben hallottam, ahogy farkasaim úgy nyalogatják az arcát, mint egy régi barátét. - De még sokat kell tanulnod a ördögfűről - a daturáról, vagy Kieriről, ahogy néha nevezik. Ezek a Kieri farkasaid nem az ördögtől valók, és te sem vagy gonosz boszorkány, szóval talán inkább menjünk és ebédeljünk valamit.

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What the bleep?

This is what I felt as I began to wake up: I was shivering on cold, hard ground. Slowly I got up on my hands and knees, but as I tried to look around, the pitch-black darkness was so complete that I thought I must have gone blind. It’s not often one can see and experience a true state of total darkness. In addition to my thought that I might be blind, I was experiencing an incredible headache and severe stomach pains.

I felt around on the ground and slowly came to realize that I was kneeling on hard, compact soil, and at almost the same moment my sense of smell began to register. There was a rancid smell in the air, one that I was familiar with: rotting flesh.

“What are you doing here, devil?” a raspy voice said to me in Spanish from the darkness.

Panicked as I was from suddenly hearing the voice, I tried to scramble away from it, but within just a few feet, I hit my head hard on what felt like a rock wall. Suddenly hitting the wall like this felt like when you are not paying attention going down some stairs and you accidentally miss the bottom one, and your whole equilibrium is shot in a split second. But the worst part was that I hit the wall so hard that my jaw snapped together, and I bit my tongue.

I growled in frustration and felt my forehead with my right hand: wet blood. Just great, I thought. I turned my body so that I had my back against the wall and slowly stood up on shaky legs. The inability to see was definitely freaking me out, and I strained to hear anything that would give me a clue about where I was or who had just spoken to me.

“Who are you, and where am I?” I yelled into the darkness, with my arms outstretched in front of me for protection.

No answer. But with my wits slowly coming to me, I hurriedly searched my pockets. Unfortunately, they were empty, and I had no idea where my knapsack was that I always had with me. Realizing now that I was in a totally helpless situation and that there was definitely at least one other person nearby, I figured my best bet was to remain calm and see what would happen next, so I simply sat down on the ground with my back to the wall and wiped the blood from my face with my shirt. My head was pounding so hard I was almost glad to be in the dark, except for the fact that the darkness was totally preventing me from doing or even knowing anything about my situation. The only things I knew for sure were these: I was hurt, I couldn’t see, it was cold, I was somewhere with a dirt floor and a hard stone wall, there was at least one person around me somewhere, and I had nothing except what I was wearing.

“I asked you a question, diablo. What are you doing here?”

The voice was like an eerie whisper from a ghost in a cheap horror movie, but in that moment it sent chills through me like I had never felt before. There was something malicious and evil in that voice, and strangely enough I couldn’t even tell if it was male or female. That fact might have creeped me out even more than anything else about it. But I decided not to give it the satisfaction of an answer. For one thing, I wasn’t a devil, and I obviously had no idea what I was doing there. My mind was a complete blank.

“Many people are outside waiting to hang you,” the eerie voice said. “I can take you to them right now if you like.”

This was getting to be too much. Since I felt no breeze and heard no sounds, I had already guessed that I was inside. But inside where? And who was outside waiting for me? And where was outside?

“Why would anyone want to hang me?” I asked, figuring that was even more important than where I was or how I got there.

“You are either an evil witch or a demon or something worse. You carry the sacred objects of a Huichol shaman and an Aztec curandero, but you sleep for days in a portal to the underworld. Did you kill those people whose things you carry and steal their power?”

“No! Those are all my things, and don’t you touch them, or you will be sorry.”

“Ha, ha, ha,” the voice cackled in the darkness, and this time I heard a distinct echo, as if we were in a large space or maybe underground.

“Why don’t you run from me, diablo?”

“Run? I can’t see a thing and can barely stand up. I have obviously been seriously injured. Why aren’t you helping me? Why have you taken my things? From where I am sitting, you are the evil one.”

Just then, a good-size stone hit me square in the chest, and the voice cackled even louder. Whoever it was had just thrown a stone at me. Oh, this was getting better by the minute!

“I guess you really can’t see,” the voice hissed. “Here, tie your ankles together tight—and no games, or I will stick you with my knife and make you squeal.”

A short rope was thrown at me, and I tied my ankles.

“Now hold your arms out in front of you.”

With lightning speed, my wrists were tied together, and the person moved away. I heard some movement, and then, as if out of nowhere, the single flame from a candle appeared on the ground right in front of me. But as excited as I felt about being able to see, something was still severely wrong. My vision was extremely blurry, like I was underwater with my eyes open and the water was moving and unclean. I tried to focus on the light and rubbed my eyes, but nothing helped. The light, the shadows, everything was blurry. The thought crossed my mind that I might have a severe concussion.

Surprisingly, now that I could sort of see the light and knew I wasn’t completely blind, I began to feel even more frightened than before. It was as if when I was completely in the dark and feeling totally helpless, there was nothing I could do, but now that I knew I could see, I had to do something—but I had no idea what. The blurriness of my vision was making me feel even sicker, so I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to clear my mind.

“How long have I been here?” I finally managed to ask. And it was in that moment I realized how incredibly thirsty I was. My throat, lips, and even eyes were so incredibly dry. I felt like I hadn’t had anything to drink in days.

“Not sure, but at least three days and nights since the people first found you,” a new voice said.

My eyes shot open, and in the blur I could make out a tall figure standing in front of me, holding a torch of fire. This person was definitely male and actually had a kind but very deep voice, with a tone that was typical of a man of authority in Mexican culture. Upon hearing his voice, a few vague memories began to come to me like shadows. I finally realized that my last memories were of Mexico, and that’s probably where I still was.

“Can you help me?” I asked sheepishly. “Or do you want to hang me as well?”

The man turned and said, “You can go now, Marisol. I will take this from here.”

The voice in the dark hissed, and I heard someone moving away. “Marisol,” the man said in a condescending voice, “leave his bag, and make sure all his things are in it.”

The voice hissed again, and I heard a loud thump on the ground near me as Marisol obviously was going to take my bag but then threw it back when the man caught her. I was starting to like this guy, but upon hearing the name Marisol, which was female, my mind felt like it had been struck by lightning. I knew that name was familiar, but I had no memory of why. Holding my head and trying desperately to remember, I listened as the man continued, “No one in this village is going to hang you—that would draw too much attention—but you are in grave danger unless you convince me that you are not evil. What are you doing here, sleeping in this cave?”

“I don’t know,” I replied honestly “I don’t know where I am or how I got here. That’s the truth.”

“Your accent says you are from the United States. Your Spanish is good, but it is strange. Where did you learn to speak it?”

“Mostly with the Huichol, in the mountains.”

“Yes, they speak a strange Spanish, because it is not their language. Spanish is not my language either. But I speak five languages; would you rather speak in English?”

"Sure."

“So you say you spent time with the Huichol—is that why you have those Huichol things in your bag?”

“Yes.”

“And what about the other things—the sacred objects of the Aztec curandero and dreamer?”

“I have been trained as a curandero by a Mazatec master healer.”

“If that is true, then why do you sleep in this cave? If you were a real curandero, you would know that this is not a safe place for you to sleep.”

“I had no idea I was even in a cave until you just told me. I just woke up here a few minutes ago, and I am having trouble with my eyes.”

“Tell me why it is not safe to sleep in this cave,” the man demanded.

I knew right away by his question that he was going to test me to see if what I had been saying was true. Since I now knew I was in a cave and that it must be either very deep or long since there was no ambient light, and it reeked of rotting flesh that was most likely from animal or human sacrifices that were left to the lords of the underworld by local curanderos or brujos, it was likely I was in a sacred cave—a portal to the underworld.

“Some caves are portals to the underworld. If you sleep in them, you risk having your tonal taken or enslaved by an evil being while you are dreaming,” I replied.

“What is your nagual? he asked.

“Condor.”

“Who rules the naguals?”

“The Lord of the Animals.”

“What other entities are your allies?”

“Here or there?” I asked him back.

“Both,” he countered knowingly.

“You know I can’t tell you that.”

“Look!” he said sharply. “I am trying to save you. I don’t believe you are evil, but the news has spread like wildfire that there is a gringo brujo sleeping in this cave, and your life is in serious danger. I have already looked inside the sacred case you were carrying that houses your spirit allies. I have let no one else see it. If your tale is true, you will know exactly what the case contains and the meaning of each item; if you don’t, that means you are a liar and a thief, and you will never make it out ofthese mountains alive. So start talking.”

Easing myself up off the ground as best I could, I stood up straight and replied, “I am Condor and carry the Condor muvieri; my allies are the Blue Deer—I carry the sacred deer hide; the Eagle—I carry the eagle muvieri; the Cougar—I carry the cougar-teeth rattle; the King Snake—I carry his fifth skin; the Wolves of Datura—I carry their seed; Itzamna, Lord of Uxmal—I carry his sacred juice; and Matziwa the Traveler—I carry his hikuri.

Some of the items I mentioned and the names I used for them were also my little test of the man asking the questions. If he knew what he was talking about, he would be familiar with those terms and items.

“You have many powerful allies,” the man said in his kind voice once again. “So tell me, now that you know you are in a deep cave, where would you say that you are exactly?”

Another test, but in terms of caves to the underworld, that was an easy question.The stench of flesh, the hissing voice of the woman Marisol, the fact that people were afraid of me sleeping in this cave, the complete darkness, the cold—all pointed to one place in this man’s cosmology.

“We are in the underworld entrance of the north, Mictlan, the Place of the Dead.”

“Here is your bag,” the deep-voiced man said as he threw my pack at me and extinguished his torch.

I quickly found my water bottle and chugged down the contents. Even in the dark, I could find anything in my pack. After traveling with it for many years, I knew it better than any lover.

“Tell me what you know of the soul, gringo curandero."

Now we were getting right to it; his previous test questions were cursory at best for someone with my experience. Without using the word, he had already asked me about the soul, but now he was searching deeper. However, in quickly assessing my situation, I was in no mood to answer more questions. I just wanted to get the hell out of there and find out what in the world had happened to me. On the other hand, I still couldn’t see properly, and I doubted if I could successfully escape from him or the cave. The only good part ofthe whole situation was that he referred to me as curandero, which meant he called me a healer, and not as a brujo^ an evil witch, like the hissing voice of Marisol had accused me of being.

The concept of “soul” is very tricky even in casual conversation, and between the world’s religions it can be a very hot topic. But when injured in a dark cave somewhere in Mexico and dealing with a man who obviously was some sort of priest or holy man sent to the cave of the underworld to question an American guy suspected of being a devil, the questioning could turn ugly real fast. I knew from experience that the soul was at the heart of indigenous beliefs, especially in Mexico, where the Aztecs were known for tearing out a person’s heart to offer their soul to God. So I had to be very wary as to how to answer this somewhat simple question.

“May I ask your name?” I responded, unsure how to proceed under the circumstances.

“My name is Vicente. Now tell me about your soul, or I will kill you and leave your rotting corpse here among the other dead.”

At this point, I actually almost laughed because I was so scared.

“I have three souls,” I blurted out.

"Go on."

“You asked earlier about my tonal and nagual, but I prefer to use the ancient words.”

"Go on."

“My yolia animates my body. My tonalli is my heat of life.”

“Which came first?”

“The yolia comes at conception, the tonalli at birth.”

“So what about the third one?”

“That’s the one I’m going to kill you with if you don’t stop asking me questions and show me the way out of this stinking place,” I replied, trying to sound tough but not really feeling it.

“You have more than one nagualli gringo curandero. Which will you summon to try and kill me?” Loud and vicious growling suddenly filled the cave; my two spirit wolves had arrived. But Vicente merely laughed and cut me free from my bonds.

“My wolves are standing right next to you,” I admonished him.

“Yes, they are quite beautiful, the wolves of Kieri,” he replied knowingly.

Panic hit me once again, even stronger this time. Vicente had just used the name Kieri; I hadn’t used it. If he could see my wolves and knew their name, he must be one of the most powerful and therefore most dangerous shamans I had ever met. My opinion of this man instantly changed, and from then on, I called him Don Vicente out ofrespect.

“The wolves of Kieri seem to be your allies,” Don Vicente said as I could hear my wolves licking his face like that of an old friend, “but there is much for you yet to learn about the devil’s weed—the datura, or Kieri, as it is sometimes called. These wolves of Kieri that you have are not from the devil, and you are not an evil witch, so maybe we should just go and have some lunch.”

#James Endredy #The Flying Witches of Veracruz

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There you stood along with many other people eager to see their favorite drivers. Hat and pen in one hand, phone opened to camera in the other. You've watched many grand prix in your life but never in person so of course, your excitement was through the roof.

And there he was. Despite the crowd, you spotted him in an instant. Those curls were easily recognizable. He's even more attractive in real life. You made your way to him along with hundreds or even thousands of people and you managed to get in front! He took pictures, signed people's hats, phonecases, notebooks, and other stuff then he finally laid his eyes on you.

It was like the whole world had stopped moving for those few seconds. 2 or 3 maybe but in F1 that time can make a huge difference. He made his way over to your area and did the same. Then he finally got to you. With your phone already recording, you gave him a bracelet you had made the night before, then he signed your hat and took a picture with you.

You thought that was it. You thought that you'd just be one of the thousands of fans who were lucky enough to be graced by his presence but boy were you mistaken.

Despite the loud screams of his fans, you were able to hear him. "Nice to finally meet you, Y/n." He said while smiling at you before walking over to the next group of people, leaving you stunned.

'What in the reeses peanutbutter fuck.' You think to yourself. You took one more glance at him before he left your line of sight. His voice still lingered in your head as you walked away and took your seat at the grandstands.

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tagged: kimi.antonelli notyn MY GOAT JUST GOT P3 AT MY HOME RACEEEEE liked by kimi.antonelli, akimii12_, manorbear_87, and others

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ianousley wait a damn minute

lizz.yu oh my god

miyacech y/n im going to need you to check the likes rn

gordoncormier aint no way

manorbear_87 oh is the secret out?

dallas_liu holy shit we're never hearing the end of this

yourbrother i'm so jealous rn

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tagged: notyn kimi.antonelli the real reason why my first podium was in montreal liked by notyn, olliebearman, maxverstappen1, and others

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📌 notyn he got me banned in roblox multiple times my standards are LOW

kimi.antonelli mate, you ranted to me about me not knowing it was me you were talking to ↳ user1 i felt dyslexic reading that

dinobeganovic_ this is so cute liked by creator

olliebearman OKAY FINALLY I WAS ITCHING TO REVEAL IT

notyn ok manorbear_87 u could've told me i would've kept it a secret 😪 #surroundedbyfakes

user2 FIRST PODIUM AND GIRLFRIEND REVEAL GODDAMN THIS KID IS WINNING

gabrielbortoleto_ wow you have w rizz

user3 i think we need to give you a lobotomy to remove your brainrot 🥀

maxverstappen1 good job

georgerussell63 Is she the one you were talking about in the video?

kimi.antonelli yes lol

oscarpiastri Ykw, i'll give it to you. This is your weekend :)

danielricciardo ah young love

notyn okay grandpa let's get you to bed ↳ lando LMFAO

lando you ate with this hard launch 🔥

notyn hard launch or hard lunch ↳ lando idk but your fit is hard ↳ notyn im hard ↳ kimi.antonelli wtf

user4 OH MY BABIESSS

user5 oh shes fine 😍😍 kimi i understand u so much

user6 the way she's just casually interacting with other drivers like she isnt a huge fan 😭😭

user7 she's better than me fr i would've gone crazy ↳ notyn oh don't be fooled im going insane behind the screen rn ↳ lizz.yu can confirm

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📌 kimi.antonelli +infinite aura

notyn HELL YEAHHH 🔥🔥🔥🔥🤩🤩💪💪💪

ianousley im actually so proud

dallas_liu war is over

lizz.yu i shed a tear NICE ONE

yourbrother damn

yourbrother im actually really happy for you but im too nonchalant to react ↳ notyn NO ONE CARESSSSSS UR FAV SISTER (me) BAGGED HER LONG TIME CRUSH BE CHALANT ↳ yourbrother bold of you to assume you're my fav

user1 his username was akimii12_ how did you not realize sooner 😭

notyn i am stupid 😔 ↳ charles_leclerc Thats my line

miyacech you must be jumping around your house in joy

notyn HOW DID YOU KNOWWWW ↳ yourbrother she actually is

manorbear_87 woohoooooo

notyn yall were probably giggling behind the screen everytime i posted ↳ olliebearman not true......... (are you stalking us)

user2 the difference between y/n's and kimi's posts are so cute HSJHDKHA

user3 says a lot about them ↳ user4 kimi: very media trained, certain color scheme, aesthetic; y/n: go crazy

user5 CUTIESSHDSHIUHIS

danielricciardo how did he pull you

notyn more like how did i pull him cus i've liked him for YEARS

akimii12_ join me in grow a garden i'll give you ur ember lily back

notyn oh wow i forgot about that

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my fav work so far!!!! this took me so long to make hahahahadhj 😭 i'll do requests soon promise. hope u enjoyed reading :)

♡ xine

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