A Love In Dark Times

“Where have you been, miss,” cried Don Carl to Luisa.

-Don Carl was with us, a thousand apologies, it was something very important.

-If itis that we have to save the world or the universe and something more than that,” explained Francisco, waving his hands as if he were cleaning a mirror.

-Baby, we were very worried,” Mery, Luisa’s mother, burst into tears.

We didn’t manage to warn you of our delay, please allow us to come in and look for something in your backyard,” said Francisco.

-Dad, they want to examine the stone that is under the house.

The huge stone, well, good luck with that, even the dynamite didn't scratch it, of course, if they had brought their friend Marco, who is so muscular, he would suddenly break that rock," said Don Carl, moving his whole body like jelly.

While the masters were digging, or rather while Michel was digging because Francisco was sharing fugitive glances with Dofia Mery, glances that slipped past Don Carl's chattering vigilance; Luisa and Guio went into the room to get clean cloth to bathe and change, suddenly Guio tried to kiss Luisa, laying her down on the bed and getting on top of her, she felt a heat that burned her from the inside, as his mouth got closer she felt a tingling like ants going down from her mouth to k neck, she felt his breath scraping her throat, her whole body told her to let herself be carried away by the moment, to kis him and let herself be carried away by the moment, She was beaten, she was on the ropes and she couldn't resist, only tf things didn't flow, the lips were clumsy, there was no caress, no fight or anything like that, only the mouths rubbed again: each other like fish yawning and it even seemed that waves were coming out because her mouth was wet with drool; she couldn't stand the annoyance and pushed him with both hands out of her bed, any bodily desire was extinguished by Guio's inexperience, who felt the same and left the room in silence, while Luisa wiped her face with the blankets that als served to hide her embarrassed face, at that moment she thought hard about Luis, she would definitely have to opt for him, since she had been in love with him since she was a little girl, but why did she try to try with Guio, the clumsy gentleman, that's what she heard people tell her and now she was proving that they were not wrong, and Luis? , What wa: he to do, just wait for a miracle, for broken pride to be healed by love, for dignity to be bent by desire, although there wa the matter that those of the order could not have partners, if that were true then what was the point of having rare powe if you can't have love, what's the point of knowing that you can save a damsel in distress? What a prize it would be for Superman if saving Luisa Lana didn't give him a place in his heart and in his bedroom, don't they say that there is no greater joy than love, only the ape lives on graces, the samurai on honour, but he wanted to live on love, nourished with kisses and seasoned with caresses.

Guio, engrossed in his thoughts of failure, his absent-minded steps led him to the courtyard where he was greeted by his teacher Francisco:

-Guio, you're just in time to relieve Michel” pointing to the digging tool. -Hurry up, if you give up I'll suddenly forget to punish you.

Michel came out of the hole he had dug, and then Guio entered, and as the old man exchanged the pike he could see the sorrow in the boy's eyes:

“What's the matter with you, you've got such a sad look on your face.

That's the cruel thing about life, to err for not knowing, to know for learning and to learn in order to die,” sighed Guio. “It is better to die wise than to live foolishly," joked the old man, “nevertheless, you must lose to learn, to fail to succeed, otherwise success would not bring joy, if it were not for the rough road you have to travel to achieve it, where the weak remain in the stumbling blocks.

-If what we consider to be a triumph takes away another, or if itis not worth it, or if we undertake an impossible task, the if it is achieved, it is an impossible task.

“Well, if it is achieved it is a success and that is the exciting thing about life, achieving what you set out to do and reaping triumphs.

-1 don't know, maybe I was born to fail.

-My dear Guio, to be born is already a triumph, and we all fail, what we have to do is to move forward, transform failure into triumph and learn not to fall again, besides you can learn from the failure of others, that is truly wise.

Master Michel, the other time I heard you say that logic doesn't affect women, so there is no room for advice here, no matter how old it is.

that's wrong, the experience of an old man can be useful to you in your affairs, although I'm a warrior, I've been married several times, I've been with many women who have inflicted pleasure and pain, joy and terror, madness and bitterness, all the things I've been through, I prefer this life alone, that although it gives me hell at night and loneliness on my birthdays, no one tries to lock me in a prison of feelings, but nowhere is it written that to be happy and live you have to together with someone, your happiness can be with yourself, you must channel yourself to be the most powerful warrior all times.

Master, the prophecy says that I will be ascended and united with a goddess.

-Of course, if you see, you are taking it for granted that she is your goddess and that to unite is to marry, when that prophecy can have several interpretations, several interpolations, you may even die and not fulfil it, like all those who ha died without seeing the final judgement.

-1'd better get to work, with thoughts we won't find that rock,” he said, and he started digging in the earth.

Michel turned to don Carl, talking to him about football:

-It's true, don Carl, that the best national team was the one thirty years ago?

-1 don't think so, they were good, but not excellent, they had everything they needed to win the championship and they ended up making fools of themselves, because they were not given some gifts, something apart from the salary they wer given for playing, that would have made a country, some families and them proud, who would be remembered as the wor champions, which in the long run would have given them much more than what they were not given and which according them was their apple of discord.

Mrs. Mery was in the kitchen cooking lunch for her large family, when she was surprised by Francisco's presence and, seei himself discovered, he had no choice but to distract her snooping with chatter:

Mrs. Mery, it smells very nice... your food.

“Thank you, Mr. Francisco, you're very kind and besides...

Besides what?

-1 know that you are some kind of monks, so you must control your celibacy, keep your vows, and don't forget that 1am a married woman with 10 children.

That is something very incredible that such a beautiful woman is a mother rabbit, so beautiful that you are like a magne for my gaze and yes I know that you have a husband, the one in the courtyard, we all know that, it just wouldn't be extra and I'm telling you this without upsetting you, apologising in advance if 1 offend you, if you were to have an airing with m “You mean, the two of us having a thing?

-I think it should be something furtive, that doesn't affect your married life or mine in my order, apart from giving us. another perspective on life.

-Mr. Francisco, how can you say, an infidelity can do us good?

“It's simple, a drop of love can cure a hopeless man, and a woman in a routine marriage can break the monotony.

-Don Francisco, a married woman who has 10 children and works has no time left for routine and monotony, that will be when she dies.

“What about remembering in old age?

no, sir, there will be nothing that will convince me.

And what if I offer to buy you expensive clothes, luxuries and trips?

You don’t offend me, I don't sell myself.

Ym sorry, if you misunderstood me, Mrs. Mery, I just want to be able to satiate the desire I have to kiss your beautiful mouth.

That's it, I don’t know what to tell you, except ....

And she came closer kissing him, the treacherous one who was like milk boiling on the cooker and spilling over at the slightest carelessness of the cook.

Without caring that a few metres away, her husband and Michel were still talking about football and politics, combining surnames and insults, nicknames and plays, mistakes and rigging, until a shout of emotion caused everyone present to turn their attention to the courtyard.

-1 found her,” Guio shouted excitedly,

Michel and Francisco approached, cleaning what was sticking out of the rock, the old fat man said:

There is only one way to know if it is the sacred metal, we must radiate our energy to it.

From his palms, rays of light shot out and the stone absorbed it, causing it to pulsate, to emit an intermittent glow, which began to emanate through the openings in the ground of that village and the surrounding area, -yes it is, it is the metal,” the masters were ecstatic.

The day shone even brighter with the sparkles of this stone until a cloud of bats completely covered the sun and hooves and claws could be heard scraping the ground, thunder and roars, the ground trembled to the rhythm of the steps of something giant that approached threateningly, towards the house of the Monroy family.