Goddess of Limbo by Lea Falls

Author:Lea Falls [Falls, Lea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zauberfalls Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Why didn’t the ancestors use wells as ethereal ports? All Martín would have to do was yell loud enough and receive wisdom in a bucket. If you poke Richard in his right eye, he stops being a monster and Pier and you live happily ever after. There, fixed. Now have a cool drink of water, hotshot. He shouldn’t have thought about cool water. He’d run out of it an hour ago, and the blistering heat reminded him enough of thirst. A nice pond would make a great ethereal port as well. If this ancestral talk worked, Martín would leave some suggestions for their spirit management.

Martín pictured himself at the pond. He could soak his sore feet while having a chat with a dead guy about that time his life fell apart. It sounded almost pleasant. Instead, he had to spend half the day climbing up the rocky volcano that watched over Mink’Ayllu.

“This is stupid, this is stupid, this is stupid,” he sang to himself as another hour passed. The evening sun awaited Martín when he reached the high point. The view shut him up immediately. He had hiked the mountains before, but nothing compared to looking at Mink’Ayllu’s glory from the volcano’s top.

The city stretched out in a large circle and looked like a birthday cake with torches for candles. The university sparkled as the last sunbeams reflected off the botany wing’s glass dome. Martín spotted the hotel, towering over most surrounding buildings with its pointed roof. A sense of pride rose in his chest. Their institution was a vital part of the city’s landscape. His gaze drifted farther, away from the familiar and toward the grand unknown he and Pier had pledged to explore together. The vastness made it seem possible. The monster was nothing but a tiny dot in the beautiful painting of the world. Richard wasn’t important enough to ruin everything.

The air was fresher here too. Martín breathed in possibilities. He now understood why Gon struggled their way up here, despite having studied how to communicate with ancestors from anywhere. It couldn’t be the same. Up here was a sacred place—away from the world and yet part of it. There might still have been a ravine between who Martín was and who he longed to be, but for the first time, building a bridge seemed possible.

He walked to the crater, buzzing with determination, then stood there. One second. Two seconds. Three seconds. Shit. Martín had no idea how to start a conversation with the ancestors. He peeked down the crater and fidgeted.

“Ehm . . . hello? Anyone there?”

Great start! Was he supposed to pray? Chant? Sacrifice blood? If so, his own or someone else’s? He backed off. Idiot. A spiritual conversation was beyond his pathetic capabilities.

He had turned around, wondering how to explain his little excursion to Catalina, when a voice echoed from the crater’s darkness.

“Zac-Cimi?”

Martín froze.

The voice’s echo crackled like a bonfire.

“Yes, that’s me. Ma-Martín. Martín Zac-Cimi’s the name.” Was he allowed to lie to the ancestors? He wasn’t lying.

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