Saint Spirit

by Quelli di ZEd

extraneous environment. Opposite, also knowing her/it from so few, admitted to himself of bitter Sabrina, perhaps to the peer of Dafne. You felt enormously responsible towards that creature that had appeared him since the first instant, a foreigner in those earths. A dwarfish crumb of lucidity, but as hard as the point of a diamond, it imposed him to act before that world definitely turned him against its person. Meeting must be directed to Sabrina, that stepped backwards frightened for an instant, but he grabbed him for a hand.

  "Listen to me, Sabrina, must trust me. We must go away. We must find again Dafne before is too late. I don't know yet, but I am certain that in her there is the key to return back to my life of before and me I want to bring you with me! You must decide in hurry, however, the events there has never been so hostile as now."

  The eyes of the young girl were filled with tears.

  "Saint, I don't understand anything. I am afraid of everybody, also of you now! I will be crazy, but I want to put my life in your hands however. Not now, however! Must send away Matteus from my village, I owe him/it to my people and then is a promise that have made when. however if you will wait me, I will follow you anywhere, I swear you him!"

  "No, I pray you! It is now that must go, I cannot leave you alone in this chaos."

  "I have already decided, I now am not able, but if you will wait me, I will follow you."

  Saint cast a glance of sbieco to the old Sam and the three men that drew near threatening. Sabrina kissed on the lips and detached him from her starting to race.

  "I will return to take back you, I swear you him!"

  XL

  Helen combed the red hair of Rossana. They had both I plant you embrace the whole morning because of the injustices and of the violences that Matteus had sentenced them to the whole night. They were also, before those tragic times when their executioner had forced her to have the experiences that would ever have tried during a whole life under normal conditions. They now tried to become distracted, hoping that their fathers reached to break down that door where you/they were confined for saving her from further tortures. You/they had been forced to be completely naked. Matteus had requisition their the dresses, sustaining that so you/they would already have been ready for the bed to his/her return. All of a sudden the house staggered. The girls fell in earth, the whole dish of the kitchen they shattered him on the floor and many fragments they invested her. To the center of the floor it opened an abyss that for few centimeters it didn't swallow her. You/they could howl only, without any possibility to go out of that jail.

  Never as at that time Matteus it was pleased to be the head and to be surrounded by the group of hunters, ready, if necessary, to defend him/it with whatever mean. Malcom, the brother of Fulvio, was really in front of him. You/he/she was inveighing against his/her insane choices that ended in that days.

  "Matteus, is unforgivable! Your men have attacked for first the camp, without not even trying the form of the dialogue thing that seemed me to have been established as before solution to be tried. And me, from her them same part of the barricade, has found unfortunately to be attached from that frightened men, that in reality he was simply defending. Matteus, I have killed of my same fellow citizens, people to me so much neighbor that I cannot forgive anymore me what I have done. My brother I believe both succeeded in eliminating the foreigner, but at the price of his/her same life and that of Ivo, his/her friend of infancy that, for irony of the fate, it was found in the opposite barricade to his. You are not able to command this village, you have brought only till now war and destruction. Then, to my return, I come to discover that while I was jeopardizing my same life and I lost my brother for one villainous decision of yours, you allowed your obscenity to pick up my cousin Rossana and to bring her/it to your general quartier for who knows what sinister motive. I hope for you has not done her nothing, otherwise I kill you with my same hands."

  Matteus didn't wait anything else other than a public threat against his/her person. To that point it departed definite with his/her answer.

  "The choices that have been done they were ineluctable. Unwillingly we have addressed our strengths in that direction to protect our safety. You, come now here and you dare to publicly threaten me of death. I am forced to make you arrest to avoid that your violent attitudes already bring further disarrangement ours devastated condition."

  Malcom bursted in a roaring laughter and shouted him against: "You are a crazy criminal!"

  "Pick him/it up!"

  In the order of Matteus there was the whole joy immediately to free himself/herself/themselves of an uncomfortable enemy. The hunters advanced hesitant to the address of Malcom, while he had already started to make to rotate the ax above his/her head. Few instants and a din it invested the air cutting her/it of clean. A sudden tear opened in the ground and two unlucky hunters they fell in an abyss, suddenly opened him under their feet. At all were looked around frightened while an enormous house-redwood there in the parts it collapsed making to tremble the earth.

  "Thing devil happens now?Matteus " cursed that, lost the balance, four legs you/he/she was found again to really to the course of Malcom.

  This last, regardless of what was happening, smiled and it loaded a hit of ax in direction of the head of Matteus. But the hunter with an unbelievable reflex succeeded in immediately gaining the danger and appeased the big man to the height of the life. Malcom, stricken to the unprovided one and by the weight of the ax that brandished above the head, it brusquely ruined in earth, beating the head and almost passing out. Matteus was thrown him above and struck him/it violently in face with a discharge of fists. Then earth still trembled and a crack opened near to the duellists. The hunter raised again him in hurry and ran away leaving Malcom to his/her destiny.

  The redwoods started to fall one after the other, the people it messily escaped in all the directions. The panic had taken the upper hand on everybody. Matteus tried with imperious voice to give directives of behavior to that swarm of wandering beings in escape toward the nothing, but it acknowledged soon the futility of his/her fools impositions in front of such a cataclysm. Its look was captured by something that fell down in beaten really from the house that you/he/she had turned into its general quartier. It fixed esterrefatto the lifeless body, unbecomingly immovable in earth. It was Rossana the daughter of the herbalist. A desperate cry on that whole uproar forced him/it to still lift the look. There was Helen, the other girl that had satisfied his/her itches, seized to a piece of furniture of the house exactly disemboweled to half, in unstable balance on the redwood already dangerously tilted. Him same you/he/she had locked her in that house before going out, condemning her so to a sure death. It advanced skidding and more bodies in run awkwardly bumped him/it. He staggered. Owed lean on to a big branch fallen by some redwood to avoid to definitely fall in earth. You/he/she had seen misted her/it and the legs trembled him. It didn't understand what the same it happening, then it noticed some dark drops fall to his/her feet. Instinctively the head and a sharp pain of pain it was felt it appropriated him of him. It withdrew the hand frightened, as if you/he/she had been it same the weapon that had given him that terrible pain. It realized that it was impregnate of blood. You frightened to death. Malcom had opened his head in two with the ax before collapsing in earth! It reflected few instants, the head still feeling himself/herself/itself with trembling hand to appraise the entity of the wound, and it drew a sigh of relief verified him to have only a wide excoriation, perhaps due to something that was fallen him in head during the escape. Then its fleeing look detained him to the feet of the big one I copper to which was supported, maturing on its lips the exclamation "oh, merda!" when it noticed under to that half wood ton the pulped body, almost pits a mature fruit too much fallen by a tree and stamped on by an imprudent passer-by of his/her wife. It didn't ache at all him for that loss, simply he frightened because him made account that he was risking same to lose the life in that chaos. Started over racing hopelessly. He protected ahead suddenly him the scene of a
group of men that they uselessly tried to move an enormous trunk demolished by the earthquake, that crushed the legs of a little boy. In that group it recognized some of his/her companions hunters. A voice impetuously called while a hand grabbed him for an arm throwing him/it.

  "Matteus! Help us, must throw out my child!"

  It was Tommy, one contemporary of his, companion of thousand adventures and his/her trusted soldier during his brief and tormented command to Boscocittà. The ground kept on trembling and didn't give signs to stop. It seemed to be all above a cover and to have under an enormous pentolone full of hot water. Matteus tried to free from the hold of the companion but these, prey to the heat, he/she didn't take care of at all him of his/her continuous denials and it dragged him/it toward the trunk to move. Then Matteus loaded a fist and struck the man in full chest. Tommy stared at him/it in face with empty eyes of ox, surprised. The companion still struck him/it, this time in full face, smashing his nose. He/she saw then the other companions make threatening gestures to his/her address. Matteus turned him on the other side and put again him to race to perdifiato without never turning.

 

  Saint had done just in time to reach a clearing. The coniferous sharp pains of the forest bumped him violently the one with the other. They seemed gigantic gone crazy ninepins. Some pines found the space to collapse exhausted in earth, painting the atmosphere with the whole heavy din of their fall. You waited from a moment to the other one of veder to sprout among the trees the enormous bowling ball that it caused that infernal disorder. It noticed the earth that slowly rippled him and it opened showing ghostly abysses dyed of dark. Suddenly it opened him a crack really in front of the feet. He/she succeeded in drawing away before falling you inside. It did however in time to lean out with almost all the body to discover the nothing in that dark depth.

  The panic would have been a comfortable consolation to dissuade its thoughts from another huge effort. But definite to plunge again in throat the terror that was for him to explode inside through a desperate cry and it tried to still strive for understanding. You/he/she had to resort to all of his/her strength of concentration to maintain it arouses the spark of his/her conscience. He/she knew, or better it already realized too things of that world. You/he/she could not afford the luxury to involve him from unaware frequenter of those hostile earths anymore.

  "Why does all collapse? Who governs and it decides these events?"

  Abundant drops of sweat went down him along the whole back, making him/it tremble as a leaf. And with them, a turbinio of thoughts.

  "Why does all collapse? Who governs and it decides these events? If the monster, that was the worse threat up to this moment, my feet you/he/she is bent to when I have summoned him to stay, as I was me his/her master, but then you/he/she has decided his/her initiative to abduct Dafne without I did in time to stop him/it, then it means that he perhaps responds also to the orders of somebody else. If I hypothesized to be me the king of this irreality, there would be also certainly from some part a queen and perhaps with the union of my subconscious and his/her conscience we create and we continually destroy this whole environment. Here because I/you/they have not been at all master of what you/he/she has surrounded me up to this moment. Now, however, it seems that something coop changing, I am finally taking conscience of my self and accordingly I become more master than the external events. Dafne is the queen! This is our surreal world created by the bond of our two Spirits, entered who knows perfect symbiosis for what mysterious formula. But then because you/he/she has so brutally been abducted from that being? And moreover, if the monster obeyed to my subconscious and that of Dafne, whether to repeatedly attach that village, considering that to us it was extraneous entirely?"

  Then he/she remembered the incomprehensible words of Sabrina, when you/he/she was confided with Helen his/her friend of infancy. You had admitted to have carved, very before the appearance of the demon with the face of Prometeo, a figurine that perfectly represented him/it. Sabrina escaped thick from Boscocittà, it seemed it hated the serenity and the peace of that place. To more resumptions you/he/she had admitted more expressly it. And then Sabrina would never have born that he gathered him with Dafne. You/he/she had shouted him/it to you hopelessly when you/they were lost in the forest.

  Certain! Was everything clear now! Curse, as you/he/she had been stupid to make himself/herself/themselves trick from that diabolic ragazzina. You had evoked who knows that demon from what cavern of the hell and it now whitened hypothesizing the way in which had succeeded there. It perhaps needed the blood and the sperm of a medium, of someone that had the gift of the veggenza to succeed in activating that horrendous to be. You/he/she had had the whole time to steal him some blood while it was curing him/it, and its seed had given him for you of his spontaneous wish when you/they had made sex the first time in its bed of the convalescence. It now understood more still because that demon had not even grazed him/it, rather you/he/she was shown timorous, in front of him. Not because he/she wanted to obey him, but simply because in him his/her father recognized and knew that destroying him/it, you/he/she would have destroyed even if same. And him from stupid you/he/she was left so to deceive from that girl to get further straight before and then to scrutinize with suspicious Dafne, the only true bond with his/her past.

  Another sibylline voice whispered him the greatest his/her doubtful amletico of that whole tangled matter:

  "Then who the truth or the true person responsible of my presence it is here?"

  In the meantime, folded up by the hardness and by the frustration of these cogitations, real stabs on the sore of his already tortured conscience, Saint had collapsed in knee in front of the abyss that for a little you/he/she had not swallowed him/it. Instinctively brought him the hands to the face. had remained only him a hand! For God! Would thing ever have had to do?

  If once its life didn't have granché sense and preferred to shelter him in the infinitezza of the Spirit, forgetting himself/herself/itself of the chains imposed by its deadly condition, it now begged whoever, God, the alien ones, Buddha, Satan or himself, so that you/he/she was returned him the world where you/he/she had been born. Where everything was grey and predictable, but where he/she succeeded in having a crumb of control of his/her life, although it realized the precariousness and the instability of it. Rivoleva at least an angolino of that cynic and impolite world that you/he/she had been granted to his/her existence. It desired to return to be an anonymous undertaker, only, with some fortune sometimes and the whole time to be devoted to his/her thought. That microscopic space earthling would have been enough for him as footstep of throwing to hover in the free condition of Spirit, that ogniqualvolta lived it detached him from the body to enjoy some endless beauty of its astral trips.

  It swayed his/her aghast attention from the stump that it tried to cover him the left half of the face. His/her mind it assembled him on the plentiful ones, icy drops of sweat that went down him.

  The breath he did him strenuous. The air seemed become solid. Big grains of rice that, rather than to feed his/her bellows, clogged them dangerously.

  The drops of its sweat didn't go down, they salivate!

  You frantically felt the back with his/her only hand looking for something. Anybody ant, any extraneous body was insinuated him in the shirt.

  Its sweat disobeyed to the gravity of that place!

  XLI

  Matteus had raced only, for the whole time. Its brain had not been able to build some thought or image that it reapproached him/it to its condition of human being. It was a frightened animal that had to survive, and the instinct had brought him/it in front of the cavern of the witch. It found in front of the entry his/her child, to four legs, tied up with a chain to the neck, totally naked. When it drew near him, it threw a cry of fear. Two empty orbits had taken the place of its eyes.

  The hunter warned a presence behind of him. You turned of release and him it found again confrontation with the witch, to few centimeters from his
/her face. With a rapid gesture the woman grabbed his hands and if you/he/she premised her on his/her generous breasts.

  "Touch me! Hook to possess the men when they are full of fear!"

  "Thing you have done to my child?"

  "I have simply granted one will of yours. You have told me that he had to not see me. It was too complicated to hold bandages him, so this is seemed me the simplest solution."

  Matteus withdrew him aghast and tried to push the witch but her with a hand it grabbed him the genital ones and it started to tighten.

  "How rude! Are they ways to treat a lady and for junta one old flame of yours? We do something. I give you an arc of indefinite time. I don't leave the taking, I will always tighten slowly you stronger. If you succeed in doing you him to become hard before becomes impatient me, we happily unite us and I/you/he/she return from of it where you have come. Otherwise it will touch me to put you in hand a mashed potatoes of yours genital, and you will go however from where you have come."

  Matteus tried to remove that shut hand on his/her lower part abdomen, but she painfully squeezed him/it.

  "Eye, Matteus, is not joking. I grant you all of my body to excite you. You can touch me, to finger me to masturbate. The main point is that all of a sudden excite yourself and make me sweep!"

  Matteus was paralyzed to fix stunned the face of the witch, but when it warned that as soon as the pressure increased, it started to touch hopelessly that body everywhere in the vain attempt to excite him. But it was too frightened. It begged her to loosen the vice, so you/he/she would never have done her, but she didn't lend him listening. Struck by a sudden gesture of desperation, it tried to tighten violently the witch's breasts, but it was paralysed when she pierced his genital with the claws. To that point he tried to bite her face, but her bifurcate language was an arrow. It entered him mouth and it tore him of I clean the language. Then, with a rapid gesture, it evirated him/it and it put him in hand that watery soup sanguinolenta ch'erano been a little first his genital. Matteus fell to the ground. They spent quite a lot minutes of cruel agony before its body exhaled the last breath, by now completely bled.

  For a puff Sabrina had succeeded to tirar on Penelope, before it fell in an abyss. Escaped the danger, his/her sister embraced him grille. This time the survivors had tried to stay united in the danger, but the