WALKÜREN - THE THREE MARIES Chapter Forty-Seven

 WALKÜREN - THE THREE MARIES

Chapter Forty-Seven

- Your Juvêncio...

- You can talk, Torquato...

- Not here... I think we better go outside...

And Juvêncio accompanied Torquato outside the morgue... they walked a little, and when they were a certain distance away, the mestizo decided to speak.

- Seu Juvêncio, I think we should take the girls to the shaman...

- Why, Torquato?

- And do I need to say? The girls are bewitched, police officer...

- And you think...

- The shaman can try to undo the spell...

- What if he doesn't make it?...

- Well, at least we tried... but I think the shaman can find a way... after all, it seems to be a water spell...

- I didn't understand...

- Well... magic is linked to the elements of nature... Earth, Air, Fire and Water... and normally each shaman is versed in one of these elements...

- All four, right?

- It exists, but it is rare... it is not easy for the shaman to receive the gifts of nature from an element...

- And yours...

- He knows the magic of the Mother of Water... so he can... I think... break the spell of the three...

- Well, we don't lose anything by trying. Let's take them to the village, then...

Juvêncio and his partner return to the room and talk to those present. Santana listens carefully to what is being said to him. Carneiro, along with Marieta, limits himself to listening without giving an opinion. After all, even though they had witnessed several supernatural manifestations, even to maintain their sobriety, they preferred to ignore them. It was decided that the following day the five would go to the village. Maybe you wonder why they decided to go the next day and not the same... It's because the moon would change... from waning to rising. And, according to Torquato, it would be the best time for the shaman to try to break the magic...

As he had nothing else to do that day, Juvêncio decided to visit Dona Matilde and tell her the news... who knows if that wouldn't help her remember something that would serve as a guide for the hunt that was about to begin? It was a long shot, but suddenly the teacher could succeed.

Dona Matilde was very happy with the delegate's visit. Despite being much younger than him... or maybe even because of that... she was attracted to his athletic build. And his way of dressing... always in black... made him even more elegant, in the girl's eyes. As it was a quiet day, she left control of the school in the hands of her deputy and went out with the police chief, who invited her to have a drink while they talked.

While they enjoyed a freshly baked apple pie, accompanied by an orange drink... the teacher's favorite drink... they made small talk. It didn't seem very right to talk about death while having a snack, did it? Just as the teacher felt attracted to Juvêncio, the reciprocal was true. The old wolf had been lonely for a long time, and Matilde was a truly formidable girl.

After finishing their snack, the two left towards the square. As it was a hot day, Juvêncio preferred to stay in an open place, where the breeze lessened the heat a little. In a way, Matilde reminded her a little of Rosinha, the police chief's first crush. She was sweet, cheeky... the difference was that she had a more austere air, when necessary...

After some time talking about pleasantries, our friend got into the subject that really interested him... he told the girl about her discoveries and asked her if this had any relation to the stories the girl had heard. Matilde listened fascinated to the police officer's discoveries and, when asked if she knew anything from the stories she had heard, she shook her head, in denial. But suddenly, a light turned on in her mind...

- Delegate, I think I read... or heard... something about the subject, yes... I'm not sure, but...

- What did you hear?

- Well, if I'm not mistaken, it seems that a shaman... a long time ago... had an encounter with a strange being... it was taller than normal... and its body was covered in some white feathers ... these feathers looked gelatinous, transparent... of course it didn't say "gelatinous", in the description I read... or heard...

- But what about the lizard? Did she hear anything about him?

- It's like your Indian friend says... it was the mount of this strange being...

- And this animal let the worms get on it?

- As I said, they covered the mysterious being...

- I understood...

- Maybe they are... I don't know...

- Parasites?

- Well, that's for sure they are... but...

- But?...

- Well, they are symbiotes... they depend on the host to live.

- Does this mean that the beings I saw died?

- Well, maybe... but I can't say for sure...

- So that means that whoever or whatever is responsible for the deaths has a parasite living on their skin...

- In fact, a colony of parasites...

- And that means?

- I have no idea. But either way, it must be a very strange being...

- I expected anything... but a "warped" vampire...

- What does the worm you found look like?

- It looks like a slug... only a little bigger... and it's almost transparent...

- Did it have any smell?

- Actually, no... it was completely odorless...

- So the function of this symbiote may be precisely this... cleaning the impurities that its host leaves along the way... kind of like vultures...

- So they would be beneficial to nature, that's what you're saying...

- In a way... after all, they clean up the dirt that was left behind...

Juvêncio remained silent, thoughtful. There was something he hadn't thought of before...

- Do you know that now I'm curious about this little animal?

- What animal?

- That slug you mentioned... I would really like to see one...

- According to the doctor, they would be dangerous, as their constitution would basically be acid...

- Well, we ourselves have several acids in our body... they have many functions necessary for the correct functioning of our body...

- Yes, but these... little animals, as you said... have acid in their entire constitution.

And so, the two continued talking, the teacher explaining the pros and cons of the slugs that would serve as cover for the being that was terrorizing the region. Juvêncio interrupted her from time to time, trying to clarify a doubt that arose, trying to visualize the new facts that she presented... in the end, he agreed with everything Matilde said, not because he thought she was right, but because he had no argument for it. contradict it.

When the two realized it, night was already approaching. They continued talking there in the square for a while longer, now about banalities, no subject at all... in fact, what they wanted, what they really wanted, was to be next to each other...