In a far place from the
rest of the world exists a small Island where magic is the principal treasure,
the population doesn't need anymore, and for a million years their life
fountain is the power of tricks.
This Paradise is so
wonderful, people who live there are full of happiness, there are alive for a
long time, their lives are until they decide to die or when their battles so
allow; the older person is 5.978 years old and he looks good because of his
rejuvenation of every 10 years in the Palace of the Renaissance; It consists of
climbing the mountain and attending an act of complete surrender and spiritual
meditation for 6 months in which they are calm in a state of encounter with
themselves and at the end of time, they are assigned vitality gifts which
returns many years of life to their bodies and souls, that's when they descend
renewed and full of health and wisdom.
Their power is impaired
when they fight battles with the spirits from the west who want to enter their
lands and take away their magic, that which makes them shine on the rest of the
provinces, those spirits know it and try to rob them, but they fight for his
treasure without hesitation.
Life there is bassed in
love, peace, and respect, those are the principal values for their survival and
everyone knows how to keep in mind and practice those.
In recent days it had been
thundering and falling a lot of rain there, so they sensed that something was
wrong, because the colorful rainbow of a unicorn that was always in the west,
had its light colors as they had never seen; until that the night of the new
year when the one million-one was celebrated, the tragedy as never before comes
from this beautiful and perfect district, a thick fog fell on all the island
and the horror fill every heart, that sensation was terrible and they had never
felt it, for that reason they don´t know what to do, so while the horror
happened, they heard a voice in theirs inside who said: “you poor generation
that don´t know me, from now you are deadly and without magic, because I´m
going to take what´s mine, and no one can stand before me, because you have
ignored me and I can´t forgive you anymore”.
At that moment all the
people fell into a dream and the sun woke up the next day, they can´t
understand that situation.
But two younger guys
intelligent and determined: Hugor and Figthien ran hurriedly toward the library
looking for their history and the council of elders asking for the beginning
and what could they do.
The council knows what was
the solution, but they thought that was a story from their parents and it
wasn´t true, so all: big and small ones undertook a trip through the stars and
they had a meeting with their creator who only wanted from his nation an
offering year by year from theirs sincere hearts: company, and a little shows
of magic trick.
So from that night until
today, every year Hugor and Figthien guide their people to the sky for the
offer before their King a sincere offering from their hearts.
And so they recognized
that everything we have comes from something and we should be grateful for it.
Comments.
Wow ana!! your story is so awesome, full of fantasy, magic
and mistery, i enjoyed your short story reminds me of the never ending history
full of catch and vibrant moments.....congratulations my dear!!!
Luisa Maria Gamba.


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