This is the sixth part of the story.
If you want to read the first part of the story go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 1
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.
Silently the prince closed on them and with utmost care he took hold of the moon's loincloth. Because Killa was only dressed with a leather cloth on his hips and feathers in his hair. His lover, Iluku, had a traditional blue pacha and she was full of jewelry that her lover had given her as token of his love. Seashells hang from her ears and coral, gold and silver decorated her neck from faraway places. On her arms she had bracelets made artfully from different seeds.
- Who are you, cried the moon, feeling the prince’s touch.
He shielded Iluku with his body and tried to find the arms the prince
had stolen from him.
- Are you looking for this, prince showed the obsidian dagger to Killa.
- Yes, my lord the moon, prince bowed his head, and my lady Iluku. I
know who you are. But I only have one request, one tiny question that you may
be able to answer or me.
- And why would I answer to you, Killa raged, you insolent young pup!
- Because you are renowned for your wisdom and cunning, prince bowed
even lower, and only you can help me in my dire need. I have heard of your keen
eyes and sharp mind. And of the brave warriors heart that beats in your chest.
Next to him the bear almost burst out laughing but yawned instead.
Everyone knew the story of the moon and Iluku. How he had ran away from her
family, scared to death and flown hiding to the sky, in his scare leaving his
lover behind and damning her to live as a bird instead. Brave was not a
word people up used to describe the moon. And that is why he loved to hear
himself so described.
- Yes, he said, I presume you must have heard of my incredible valor.
So, what is this thing you wish to know and only I am able to tell you?
Moon's
curiosity was awaken.
- Years ago, when I was but a little boy, the prince answered, my father
the king rode to fight the evil monsters plaguing our land from the north. He
rode and never returned again. And not even the land was able to tell what
happened to him and all his men. Only thing that the land was able to say was
that not a strange foot was set on our land.
- Oh, I know all about your father and his faith, he claimed, I saw it
all happen from my thrown up in the Heaven. There I sat, admiring the view and
longing for my loved one when the foul condors, vultures with men's bodies but
wings and heads of a bird rose from the northern hills and like giant bats
descended on your father's men. The land is right, not a foot was set on it.
Because your father and all his men were snatched from up above and carried by
vultures to their lair.
- And where are they now, prince could not believe what he heard, what
happened to them? Were they killed? Or do they still live?
- The vultures are men eaters, Killa shrugged; I would say your father
was gone a long time ago. Fed to their little ones I presume.
- Oh no, Iluku shaked her head, like my dear Llullukilla claims, the
vultures are man-eaters. And so are the jaguar men, their friends and allies
who live together with the vultures on the mount Sumako. But most of your
father's men still live, locked inside the mountain. I have heard them yelling
for help and the condors and jaguars laughing and bragging on their royal
visitor, when I have flown by during the night. No, your father shall be the
last one they'll eat. But I don't think it'll bring him happiness to watch his
friends go first.
- Have they eaten many already, prince asked trembling.
- No, because they have had all the horses and cattle your father’s army
was bringing along, Iluku answered sadly, but it will not be long. Like I said,
I have heard them bragging and they are planning to make a huge feast of it. To
show how much they despise the men and how little they fear you.
- I will show them how much the men will despise them, the prince swore,
and how much they have to fear us. I only wish Kuyllur were here, to help me
with his wisdom and bravery.
- How do dare you mention that name in front of me, he cried, like
that little star could shine brighter than I.
And he threw himself to the sky in his anger. Prince looked at him in
sorrow.
- Why did I open my mouth, he lamented, now who will help me to find the
mountain and the cave where they keep my father in.
- Do not worry, Iluku consoled him, I was a human woman once and I do
not wish to see my kin to perish. Even though I am a bird I will lead you and
show you the way. We will just have to travel through the night. And on moonless
nights you must let me to go see my lover, because I cannot live without him.
Now go, find the brave men who will chance their destiny together with you, for
alone you shall surely perish. And meet me here, in this same place, in a fortnight.
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 be continued...
This is the sixth part of the story.
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 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 twelth part, go to The Queen With The Frozen Heart 12
You are a great writer and really know how to tell a story - and once again, the photos are amazing.
ReplyDeleteTime to look for a publisher! That is why I started the blog, to ultimately write a book. You write very well!
ReplyDeleteMitch
Your pictures are always so incredible! I love that you are able to share this story through powerful images and words.
ReplyDeleteYou write so well. I always get captivated by your tales.
ReplyDeleteI totally agree with Mitch in his earlier comment. Have you considered finding a publisher? or even creating an e-book? Great job!
ReplyDeleteAnother awesome installment to your story. Love your writing
ReplyDeleteI would love to see the story written out all together, with quotes and some grammatical changes - I'll bet a publisher would go for it! The photo of the warriors is my favorite!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful story and the pics are awesome also. Keep the story coming!
ReplyDeleteVery cool. I love the photos to go with the story.
ReplyDeleteYes, you should definitely get this published. Get it all on one place.
ReplyDeleteYou are truly a great writer. And the pictures are wonderful.
ReplyDeleteI'll have to go back and read the rest of the story that was written before now. Wow, the photos are just stunning. I love how it all comes together for a great story.
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy looking at your photos. Thank you for telling this story.
ReplyDeleteI love how you illustrate your creative writing with photos. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteAnother good entry in your story! Such great pics!
ReplyDeleteThese pictures are amazing. What a great story.
ReplyDeleteI hope they find his father and that their journey is safe. This is really quite a story!
ReplyDeleteI love the costume the young lady is wearing! As usual, very exciting and informative post
ReplyDeleteLove your story-telling and really enjoyed the pictures as well. I'm eager to read the other installments.
ReplyDeleteAs always, both the pictures and story are fantastic. Thank you so much for putting this out there.
ReplyDeleteLooks like an amazing event. I hope they find his father! Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeletebeautiful photos! It's also really helpful that you linked to the other parts of the story for anyone who needs to catch up.
ReplyDeleteHurrah for the bird hearing all and offering to help!! I'll be back for the next installment.
ReplyDeleteAside from the amazing tale you've been sharing I'm so enthralled with all those pictures! Like from a different and completely unique world then ours.
ReplyDeleteQuestion: Is this a story that you wrote or a story that you are recording? I was wondering if if was a passed down story fro your visit.
ReplyDeleteIluku and the man from the moon are part of the cultural heritage of Amazonian Kichwas, as is Kuyllur. There are many different stories from them all. The story of The Queen With The Frozen Heart is my original.
DeleteYour photos always help enhance and explain the story. It's great you were able to dcument so much.
ReplyDeleteGreat story! I love the cultural dress, and makeup of your people!
ReplyDeleteI missed the other parts of the story, but I am now intrigued! You are a fabulous story teller, and the accompanying pictures really enhance the whole thing! Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Theresa. I really apreciate that you want to know more of the story.
DeleteI'm going to have to go back and reread the previous posts. I love the writing and your ability to share with us.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Dina. That really encourages me.
DeleteThis story is great!! You do such a wonderful job!
ReplyDeleteyou're really a great story teller. i think i'm goiong to go back and read them all again
ReplyDeleteIt takes a special person to captivate with words the way you do. Keep on writing!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the encouragement!
DeleteAs always, I love your choice of photos to help enhance your story. The outfits are amazing.
ReplyDeleteI like the title of your story. Lovely pictures. So ornate :D
ReplyDeleteBeautiful tale as always. Their cultural clothing is amazing
ReplyDeleteGreat story, beautiful pictures! You're a great story teller.
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