Zhandalee And The First Metamorphosis. Enzo Lo Grasso
Taja: we called him Thiago --
Hearing that name Zandi jumped out of the chair, saying:
--Thiago? Tell me Mosi, had him at his neck a necklace with a pendant similar to mine? -- she extracted from the shirt the pendants with brown and blue stone.
Mosi open his eyes wide.
--Yes, he had one like these, but he had a red stone set in .--
--When How many tome is passed from that fact? – Zandi interview.
--Behh, about eight years ago,-- Mosi said.
- And what did happen to the child and to your children? Tell me- - and the old man continued:
--One day, the men who came usurping our land, arrived with great means and they destroyed half the village, my children defended our people, because they wanted to send us away to build a road for making their vehicles pass carrying the earth. They fought but they did nothing. They pointed a means to our house, out there was the little Thiago who played, his brothers stood before him to save the baby and they disappeared in front of the truck that had not stopped. In a moment there was a kind of deafening whistle and all the means caught fire inexplicably. The bad people ran away to call other men, they arrived here in hundreds with weapons looking for my children, but they escaped to the north telling people to warn me that one day they would come back, since then I have not seen them and never heard of them. At that moment I had gone with Efia to the three wise men looking for help to heal her, as soon as I came back they beat me because they thought I knew where my two children were, but I did not know anything, they destroyed my family -- the old man plunged into a continuous cry, Zandi tried to comfort him, staying close to him, then she said:
--You'll see everything will go better,-- then she added after a brief pause:
-- I thought for a moment Thiago was my brother, but it cannot be 'cause at this time he should be about nineteen years and not eight, but it is strange that he had the medallion, it is strange. – Zandi ended thoughtful.
--Rest, it islate, tomorrow morning with a clear mind we will think about what to do, -- Mosi said with a paternal expression.
--My father's right, tomorrow we'll see,-- Efia added.
--I thought you were sleeping,--Zandi said, laying down.
--Sorry if I'm not so much of company tonight, I'm very weak and the path to the church has tired me a lot, but tomorrow I'll recover a bit of strength to help you—Efia said.
--You're right, Efia, goodnight! -- Zandi said.
--Goodnight,-- the other two answered in unison.
Mosi arranged the last things in his little house, then he closed the door putting him on his bed.
The inhabitants of Zebenjo passed that night with a smile of hope printed on their faces, in fact we could smell a different scent that in recent times, the air of abandonment and distrust had changed, even the stars seemed more bright, those stars Zandi observed through a crack of a small window, in her mind still echoed many questions: why was all this happening and why right to her? From time to time the noise of crickets in the night was overwhelmed by the noise of large trucks, but the questions ended with the arrival of sleep.
In the dream: Zandi fell into the water of the sea, after being oriented she saw from above a great confusion, suddenly she saw other people falling into the water at the bottom where she was, in front of her there was a child, she was herself when she was a child, like a mirror that reflected her in her movements but in another age. The tranquillity of the dream vision was interrupted by a great commotion and by 2 arms that take the image of her bringing her up to the surface. At that confused scene she wakes up.
The morning….
--According to you, which powers can have a deity? -- Zandi's ears heard, while she had her eyes closed at the light of the morning sun.
--SSShhh! Biko, you wake up her, you're always the usual little sensitive boy! -- a sweet female voice interrupted him.
--She's waking up,-- Biko said
--It's true, -- Ima replied turning to Efia.
-- Good morning -- Zandi exclaimed sitting on the bed.
-- Good morning to you – Efia,Ima and Biko replied.
--Zandi, they are my two closest friends, they're called Biko and Ima, they're twins and they're about our age, I hope we did not bother you,-- Efia said.
--No, you did not bother me, I'm glad to meet you,-- Zandi replied.
--The pleasure is ours, dear divinity,--Ima said.
--You will save us from the invader with your powers, I will help you,-- Biko added, interrupting the words of Ima.
--Stop Biko, do not stress her with your speeches, I’m sorry, Zandi, he is impetuous but he is a good boy, sit here at the table among us and drink a bit of infusion that prepares my father with herbs, just in the morning my father came out to collect other ones – Efia ended.
--Apologize him – Ima replied giving a black look to her brother.
Zandi got up from the bed and sat down next to them at the table, she took a cup in which Efia pour an infusion, and tasting it she said:
-- It's really good. Biko, I'm not the divinity you're looking for, I'm sorry, and I do not have any magic power, I do not know what I'm doing here and why I am here, I want to be clear, I'm sorry, I think there's a reason to explain the fact I am here and I'll have to find it. --
--Take some fruit, there is a lot, this morning they have brought it for each person of the village, they have brought it as a gift for you. you know, in these days it is difficult to see so much fruit because fruit trees keep dying, -- Ima said.
--What makes plants die?—Zandi asked in a tone of curiosity and regret.
--The invader, he's killing us all, he has come from hell and he wants to bring us all with him, but I'll fight him with all the strengths I have! -. Biko said battler.
--Who is this invader, Efia? Is he the same your father told about last night? --
--Yes, he is him,-- Efia replied with resignation.
-- But the trucks that I felt this night, where do they go?- - Zandi asked
--Ah, you mean the vehicles with wheels carrying loam?-- Ima added
-- I tell you – Biko interrupted her --They go to the sacred mountain, they dig tunnels underground, they pull out a bag of land that load it on these trucks, then they go down to the valley directed to the place where you cannot access, because there are very high walls, they enter in there and then they come out empty. From that place comes out so much noise and so much bad smell. I can tell you that the source that passes in the middle of this construction enters clear water and comes out stinking water with a horrendous colour, the same water that Efia drank for the first time, making her hill in this way. Even animals die, but unfortunately where the water is good, it is difficult to access for anyone --
--Can we go there?-- Zandi asked, -- but first I have to find a phone to call my father and mother in Sicily, they'll be worry for me not seeing me this morning, do you know where I can get a phone?—
--What is a phone? – Ima pronounced.
-- It is a thing that allows you to talk with people very far away, it is so little, -- Zandi said simulating the size of the phone with her hands.
--I understood,-- Biko interrupted. –I know what you talk about, I saw it to the invaders when they came with the trucks, they used it to communicate with each other. Come with me, not far from here there is a house where we deliver the written letters, there must be one of those gadgets. --
-- It is mail, can we go there now?-- Zandi asked.
--Yes, we can go if you want, -- Efia said.
--Let’s go, please,-- Zandi said, rising from the table.
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