Sisa whispered to the wind and asked it to carry her
words to Amarun.
- It is me, she told him, me riding a top you. Me
trying to stay alive and find you. Remember who you are, don’t let the beast
win you!
Amarun flew through the sky and the lightnings
followed him wherever he went.
The warriors cowed in pouring rain around the
jaguarmen’s cave.
Hidden in the rain they searched any sign that Iluku
and Killa had survived and managed to save the king and his men.
The sky on top of them was a blaze of Amarun’s rage
and hunger.
He screamed his anger to the wind and Sisa trapped it
inside her magic and threw it away.
Little by little her words lulled the monster and it
started to fly lower and lower.
Looking for a place where to land.
The men hid inside the bushes and feared for the
worst.
They knew the stories of old, of the hunger of the
feathered snakes and how they loved human flesh.
It wouldn’t do for the king to be saved from the teeth
of the jaguars just to be eaten by his own son!
They did not know what to do, and still there was no
sign of Iluku.
The two jaguarmen guarding the caves door watched the
sky with similar alarm.
They rose a huge cry when Amarun landed in front of
the cave entrance and attacked him with their spears.
- No, don’t harm him, Sisa tried to shout them.
But she was too late.
The jaguar warriors tried to attack the monster with
their spears but Amarun snapped them from their hands.
With the rapid movement of his head he bit one of the
men in half and broke the neck of the other with his tail.
Still the warriors kept their places in the jungle.
They had given their word to Iluku.
And it wouldn’t do for her to escape the cave just to
be eaten by the monster.
Through the wind they could hear the woman on top of the
monster singing.
She sang of the jungle and the blue rivers, of the
green leaves and huge skies above it all.
Of the animals that live in jungle and in the rivers
and how their lives are all tangled with the humans living right next to them.
Of how everything had its place, everything was needed;
nothing was without a use, or not to be respected.
Little by
little the monster’s head lowered nearer to the ground and its eyes closed.
It sighed wearily and finally hid its head under its
wing.
Sisa kept singing although her throat hurt and working
her magic, deeper and deeper into the monster that was her beloved.
To be continued...
This is the thirty- second part of the story.
To read the first part of the story, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 1
To read the second part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 2
To read the third part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 3.
To read the fourth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 4.
To read the fifth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 5.
To read the fourteenth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 14
To read the sixth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 6
To read the seventh part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 7
To read the eight part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 8
To read the ninth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 9
To read the tenth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 10
To read the eleventh part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 11
To read the twelth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 12
To read the thirteenth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 13
To read the fifteenth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 15
To read the sixteenth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 16
To read the seventeenth part, go to the The Queen With The Frozen Heart 17
To read the eighteenth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 18
To read the nineteenth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 19
To read the twentieth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 20
To read the twenty first part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - The Night Of The Black Moon
To read the twenty second part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - To The Enchanted Night
To read the twenty fifth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - Time To Leave The Home
To read the twenty-sixth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - A Suitable Wife
To read the twenty-seventh part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - Down In The Dungeons
To read the twenty-eight part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - Savouring The Chicha
To read the twenty-ninth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - Flying With The Stars
To read the thirthieth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - The Monster Awakens
To read the twenty-sixth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - A Suitable Wife
To read the twenty-seventh part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - Down In The Dungeons
To read the twenty-eight part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - Savouring The Chicha
To read the twenty-ninth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - Flying With The Stars
To read the thirthieth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - The Monster Awakens
To read the thirty-first part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart - A Cup Of Chicha
What a lovely continuation of this story. I love all your photos, too.
ReplyDeleteWow I really loved all the photos on this post! I'm so glad you included the links to other posts since this is my first time viewing this. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat continuation of the story!
ReplyDeletelove it, great photos too xx
ReplyDeleteThese are great photos! I love learning about new cultures!
ReplyDeleteGreat post, I love learning new cultures!
ReplyDeleteWhat amazing photos. Will have to go back and read the rest of the story!
ReplyDeleteLove the photos, i will need to read the rest of the story!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photos, thanks for sharing this story!
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy reading your story, and seeing the pictures that go with it.
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful photographs x
ReplyDeleteYour imagery is amazing -- I could see each of the characters in my mind!
ReplyDeleteThe pictures really add to the storytelling.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great way to tell a story. Wonderful photographs.
ReplyDeleteThe photo's are just getting better and better
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing and the pictures drew me in more to the story
ReplyDeleteWonderful and amazing photographs.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story, and the photos add so much!
ReplyDeleteI always love reading your very detailed stories!
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful: "Of how everything had its place, everything was needed; nothing was without a use, or not to be respected." Really enjoyed the read.
ReplyDeleteThat is one of the principles of Kichwa culture. Even though the sentence is mine, the idea belongs to them.
DeleteBeautiful story and beautiful pictures!
ReplyDeleteReading your writing in combination with the beautiful photos makes for an engaging study... It's coming together magically.
ReplyDeleteI love reading this, more so with the photos which for me, make it all the more special x
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely words and I'm glad you've linked back to all your other stories. x
ReplyDeleteI love your photos! What a story they tell!
ReplyDeleteThis is fascinating! Also agree with everyone that the pictures are awesome!
ReplyDeleteYour photos are amazing as always
ReplyDeleteAnother lovely installment to your tale. I love the images here because they really capture the culture you are surrounded by even more.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photos! can't wait to read the rest of the story
ReplyDeleteBrilliant story and love the photos!
ReplyDeletewhat a lovely photos and great story....
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