Chapitre 45: Part- three: Electrical uncertainty
All of Luz's clothes were stained with mud, but that's the least of her concern when she sees from afar that the cat is entering one of the few patches of trees that survived the recent environmental pandemic.
Two years ago the trees were getting sick, so to speak; on the news many of them were charred and there was no sign of any forest fire or anything like it.
The images on the news seemed surreal, but seeing it in the town's own forests generated massive fear. Even so, thanks to increasingly advanced technology, an artificial rain was created, which in this game will be a nightmare for our protagonist:
Every drop of rain that coldly hits her skin results in a feeling of stupor and terror; she feels as if the drops were the fangs of the sky that, instead of sucking her blood, introduce her to a new green-colored blood.
This new blood is nothing other than the grass that grows in seconds and enters through his open pores.
Wasn't the trail of rose petals his new blood?
That is true, but there are more truths to be discovered... from now on just believe what I tell you about the present.... only in the immediate present can we be sure.
Luz senses feelings for someone else again, but will they be the feelings of the same real daughter of the mother she was sitting with on the bus?
She senses that the feelings of that girl, that primacy of anger are still within herself; but now she already has the company of another kind of feelings: a sadness much deeper than her own.
We may all experience all feelings in various circumstances in our lives; but the way the experience stimulates our character may vary in invisible fragments, so to speak (understand me, I'm new to this human susceptibility thing).
Well, this sadness is much deeper than I have ever perceived. To tell the truth, this sadness makes you feel that you don't really know what agony is.
Through the waters, just as Bella saw the small details of her present world thanks to her becoming a vampire, Luz visualizes that when the drops hit the earth they do not disappear; rather, they leave small fragments of stone all over the grass of the park and the forest where the cat has gone.
Speaking of the cat, Margot is captured by the grass that begins to press on the muscles of her legs worked by hours of running up and down to serve her mother breakfast or give her her coat hanging on her chest.
Why am I talking to Luz about Margot?
Because Margot hates it when people talk about her family life and it's her anger that makes the rain stronger.
Luz can see through the drops to Margot with a different hair color: red, with a less tanned complexion and a dress made of black feathers; resplendent with a grayish gleam in her eyes.
No doubt it is Margot, but in another time and place unknown to Luz.
The Margot behind the drops is screaming and some elves around are looking at her amazed and frightened at the same time. They observe that their princess runs through the magenta-colored undergrowth that dances with helical movements; producing a sound compared to the vibration of her elongated ears against the dizzying pace of the wind.
Precisely, while the princess runs the black feathers of her dress are carried by this same wind through the sky, as if they were the musical notes of death, or so the elves believe.
They depend on their princess not to fall asleep at night in the middle of the forest where the castle of oblivion is hidden.
If these elves fall asleep their warts will attack them in an unpredictable way.
Being certain that the enemy is "glued" to them, or worse, that without the enemy they could not be considered real elves: the green and lumpy skin... Is there a worse enemy than the one that is part of oneself?
The princess needs the elves' ability to listen as much as they need her inability to keep quiet.
The elves need words because they are the only ones that can give faith in the darkness of the forest. While the princess requires her words to be heard by the elves because their ears are the fragments of her soul.
It is said that an invisible being cast an enchantment on her and just the death melody in the air of what seems to Luz like a dream gives perfect to the lyrics of this curse:
"There is a struggle between your heart and my eyes
Two truths that want to be a single desire
My eyes are witnesses
They saw the street with an air of us
In the street they fill each other, they accompany each other
and then they stay alone
Those extinguished headlights announced it
transparent lips have the universe
Your heart cries out for an accelerated peace
Recognizes that there is a struggle between your corner and my fear
Two deaths that want to delineate life
with... with
Your heart undone in words
Your words cry out the peaceful acceleration of my eyes
Of my eyes when I'm ready to understand
The reason for what has no explanation
Though it could be described in a thousand ways
The further the end is farther away
The closer you will feel the tickle of heaven
You are with me
You can now delight
To have the sensory experience of your heart's form
One more cruel blessing my eyes have framed for you
Your heart is already enclosed in meaning
Your soul already knows how to speak
Those dull beacons announced you
The black feathers form the pupil with which I describe you
And your skin receives the accelerated beats of peace
Our lapse of resurrection
like... like
I am with you
Together in this electrically cardiac circuit
like...like
Like, don't you know?
It's all a blessed curse
Do you feel the tickle of heaven clinging to the skin?
The tickle of heaven is like
Like when the unexplainable hung on your skin
But my eyes were dressed up
To make your heart obsessed
To become obsessed with describing itself in my gaze
Immediate peace created our romantic youth"
While these cursed words were being heard, giant mushrooms emerged from the grass and took flight, and now Luz is on top of one of them.
Luz tries to hold on and to understand the words of the curse. She tries to relate the curse to what she has just visualized of the princess identical to Margot.
Luz saw that; as the princess ran and the feathers were carried by the frantic wind (there is some resemblance in the death melody to the previous harmoniously unpleasant sound), the feathers had left traces on her skin that looked like premature wrinkles.
What if he was never really young?
You know I can think anything within this story... anyway.
The funny thing is that when the wrinkles appeared on the princess the trunks of the trees around her no longer looked aged, there were no more marks of the passage of time.
Perhaps the princess absorbed the wisdom of the tree because it suited the unknown designer of the feathered dress and planned it that way. The poor princess was not aware of the whole curse.
After the senescence spread over her skin, she disappeared and caused the elves' ears to fall from their place to float to the top of the sky and create rain.
Luz wonders if that rain is the same rain that is giving her chills and perhaps severe pneumonia.
Could this rain be the soul of the princess?
Suddenly the rain is no longer the only difficulty, also the mushroom heads start to move like the discs inside the DVD. As you know, she is not very tolerant to spontaneous excess of emotions. I hope not... she just threw up.
Will mushroom cap heads need to be read by invisible eyes?
That question came to Luz's mind as if it were part of a flashback, something tells her that she had asked herself that question before.
However, she cannot find an answer in the face of so much calamity around her. The mushroom cap heads begin to crash into each other from the sides.
One of the mushrooms is about to collide with Luz's and, as it approaches her, she manages to make out that from its side something long and red like a ribbon is unrolled; besides, a sweat also slides, each drop slides with undulating movements and they cross each other as if they were performing a well learned choreography.
The rain falls and the drops break with a sound similar to that of small bells clashing together. These drops change color, from transparent to black, while the red ribbon unrolls to reveal a forked tongue.
Luz has no doubt that these black drops can only be snake venom. Although she is in a frightening situation, she can only clutch her hands to the sides of the mushroom. But the rain that does not reach the forked tongue, which retains its transparency, makes both the mushroom's head and her palms slippery and, for some reason, electric at the same time.
The electricity goes to the rhythm of Luz's accelerated heartbeat, especially when she tries to slide her hands to the opposite side so that the forked tongue does not inject her with its black venom; but this one rises imposing in the middle of the rain like a cat looking straight into the eyes of her recent friend.
Then Luz sees that a pink electricity is detached from the lines of her hands and is directed towards the forked tongue. She imagines that tongue as a cane and her pink electricity as a power she has just discovered.
When the pink electricity reaches the two tips of the tongue, a glow shines that hurts her eyes. He immediately looks away from the light and sees that the ground where he had argued with Margot is now a bee's nest with the pink glow of Luz and other students clinging to the mushroom.
As the glow of the pink fire hits the bees' bodies, their black lines detach from their yellow bodies and adhere to....
I'M SORRY BUT SOMETHING HAS JUST GONE WRONG AND I DON'T WANT TO HARM YOU; SO stop this chapter.
I can only warn you that I have a PINK PRESENTMENT.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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