A Love In Dark Times

-Come on Mike, we're almost there, we're going to rescue your princess.

Yeah, we're almost there, wait, let's rest a bit, I don't feel well, it must be the hamburger we ate.

-I'm sure, it has nothing to do with that amount of liquor we ingested.

-In the meantime, go on with your story, old Richard.

-All right, in the meantime Luis was venting his anger on some bushes, and Angie approached him, worried about his behaviour, and asked him: “What's wrong with you?

“What's the matter with you, I thought you'd be happy to find Luisa.

Something very complicated is going on,” Luis replied, “I think the Grand Master wants something to do with Luisa.

S0 you're getting jealous, and you think you don't stand a chance against the great master, right?

Angie, I don't know, it could be that or maybe he's planning to kill her, I don't know, that's what's making me sick to my stomach.

~You should worry more about Guio, I heard him mention to the lame Floro that he would deflower the beautiful Luisa an as far as I know, they are still boyfriend and girlfriend.

-Did he really say that?

-Of course, although you shouldn't care, since what we do, you can't deny that you don't like it if you look for me every time you have a free moment, you should leave the obsession and dedicate yourself fully to my bed.

~You know that I've loved her since I was a child.

-Luis, what can a child know about love, that sounds like an obsession, do you want her virginity too?

~You can't say that a child doesn't know what love is if from birth he desires his mother's warmth, clings to her breast anc also smiles at his father, or when he grows up he cries because his parents are late in coming home, those are primary feelings like the need to breathe.

You see Luis, you talk about needs, the child needs his parents to protect and feed him.

“In the same way, a man looks for a woman to protect him with her hugs and kisses.

“If a father can't feed or protect a child, it means he doesn’t love him, or the day your beloved can't get out of bed to hug you, it means she stopped loving you.

Angie, then you tell me what love is, if I can't describe or justify it with my words.

Love for me is not an asset that calms a self-created need, it is a feeling of wanting the best to happen to something, if 1 see a beautiful flower on the road, I don't pluck it for myself, because it will wither quickly, instead, I leave it planted to continue its cycle and I wish it to produce excellent fruit, like with you.

Angie, your words are very nice and I really love you, like you, everything we do is magical, but I don’t know how to get her out of my mind, even she told me to get over her, I don’t know what to say to my heart if it screams her name, when I close my eyes I see her next to me, I anguish for not seeing her and more when I have her close to me.

You see Luis, that's not love, it must be an unhealthy obsession, love should give you peace and joy, it's a pure feeling of happiness.

-1 know, what happens is that anguish invades me when I feel 'm not going to have her, when I hear her words that push me away when her gaze tells me that she wants me.

“Maybe that's the problem with love as a couple being so complex, it's because it's mixed with desire.

Angie, well I know that somehow I'll get her or I'll get over her, I've also contemplated the possibility of making a life wit you, I just remember that you love Jon who was your first love.

-Luis, that's complicated, even though Jon was my first love, that doesn’t mean he's my last, besides the small detail that he's dead.

-As for that, Angie, I don't want to get your hopes up, I heard that this place called Las Capas, there is an object that has t power to bring the dead from beyond, something of high power that can revive the dead without them coming back as zombies, so there might be a chance for you to go back to your beloved jon.

-Luis, I hope that's possible, in that case, I'd rather go on that journey to find the blessed artifact that will bring him back me and not have to live here clinging to the idea that magically one day you'll wake up forgetting her and loving me with all your heart.

Angie, well let's go on that journey, I would also like to bring Luisa’s mother back to life, the poor thing suffered a lot wit that loss.

-Luis, sometimes I wish I was in her place, then I remember her predicaments and it goes away, the only thing I envy her i your love, although it's stupid, you should take advantage of me before I get bored of your attitude, you persist in your si obsession that who knows if you will consummate it and if you do if it develops the way you want it to.

Angie, it seems that from all the time I've been inside you, you've learned to read my mind, I've thought about that a lot too.

No Luis, you don't need telepathic powers to read an open book, I know you're with me just to calm your physiological urges.

-1 know that you're with me to get over the loss of your Jon, it’s like not being alone, besides you're pure candle.

“Maybe what unites us isn't pure love, at least we know it, which is an advantage, because we don't have to lie to each other about something that isn't there and when it comes we won't force to say it and in the same way if it ends it won't matter, only the bonds we forge during the time we're together will matter.

-1 don't think so Angie, you might find a way to go back to your Jon and leave me when I'm very excited and in love.

-Luis, I also think something similar, if you get back with your Luisa, where will I be, in the rubbish, will I keep wandering? “Its cruel these predicaments, the happiness of one would be the sadness of the other, we are there to console ourselve hoping to be loved, praying that the other forgets the impossible love, praying that it will never happen, wanting to be wi the person thinking of another, wanting and loving another person, is that cruel?

“No, my Luis, it is not cruelty, it is the way we complicate ourselves, love is universal and perfect, men in their eagerness possess everything wanted to compress it to put it in their pocket, if we love each other we will be happy even if we are n together, you will be happy to see me smiling with jon and my heart will be filled with happiness if I see you pass by hugging your Luisa followed by her beautiful children who look like you.

Really, that sounds like a losers line.

Luis, it's like the great master says, not because you believe something, it’s true, in the same way if you believe it, it will true for you.

Marco arrived and interrupted their conversation, clapping his hands as if he was shooing chickens:

Well lovebirds, we need to focus, we need to look for Luisa, that's our mission, not chatter.

Let's do the same,” Yaqui interrupted him, “oh, I didn't forget that the great Marco only cares about being the supreme warrior and his wolf with the star on his forehead.

“How do you know that, though you don't care Yaqui, I don't consider that you want to prove that my sword is sharper th: your tongue.

-Already everyone in the barracks is talking about it, Marcos, the mighty warrior, has let himself be touched by a puppy tt can now take his life,” Yaqui discriminated against him, grabbing the handle of his sword.

Perhaps I let myself be carried away by the innocent look of a puppy, I was sorry to leave him alone in that place where I slaughtered his pack, it was a moment of weakness and afterwards I felt responsible for that wolf.

You are wrong Marco, charity is not weakness, on the contrary, it makes you strong, what would become of the warrior w does not defend the weak, of the soldiers who go against the tyrant commander, that is a moment of divinity when you p aside your ideals to do the right thing, you put aside your whims and desires to save a life, in that moment you were a tr soldier, you acted with your heart and not with your brain or your pocket,” said Yaqui hugging him.

suddenly you're right, Angie, please look for her, use the narcos pendulum to find her” Marco ordered, pushing Yaqui away.

Yes, sir, what's happening is that they seem to be jumping out of place, out of the universe, we must wait for them to be still

Wait, boys, I felt something ugly," Yaqui shouted, “it’s like friendly wailing and scary presences coming closer, hungry for blood.