WALKÜREN - THE THREE MARIES Chapter Thirty-Seven
WALKÜREN - THE THREE MARIES
Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Grace....
- What happened, Bel?
- I was thinking...
- Why don't you do like Rosa, and don't think in your sleep? I am tired...
- Do not be boring...
- No, it's serious... it's already late, we've been riding all day... I'm just finished!
- I needed to tell you something important....
- Tell me tomorrow... now I want to sleep...
And saying that, Graça turned to the other side and gave herself into Morpheus' arms... Izabel sat on her bed and was thoughtful... she was remembering something, she just didn't know what it was. .. but I knew it was important. And it had to do with Graça. With Rosa, not so much... but Graça was part of her memory... if only she knew what it was... because the images started to appear, but everything was involved in a fog...
Izabel got up and began to walk around the room, a little troubled. She had something that bothered her... but she couldn't remember what it was. It was something the delegate had said. But what? And why did the image of her father suddenly come to mind? What connection could they have? Insomnia bothered her.
Despite the late hour, Izabel decided to take a walk around the block. She left very carefully, so as not to wake her friends. She had to think, she had to understand what bothered her so much. If only she knew what it was about... but she was sure that if she kept trying, she would remember...
The night was nice. Fresh. Very different from the day, when it was unbearably hot. Izabel walked thoughtfully, sometimes looking at the ground, sometimes appreciating the stars embroidered in the sky... yes, she felt a little calmer during the walk. She decided to lean against the fence that marked the perimeter of the pension's premises, closed her eyes and tried to see something among the mists that insisted on preventing her from understanding what was going on.
- Did you lose sleep too, miss?
Izabel was scared! She opened her eyes and turned towards the direction of the voice... yes, it was the deputy, who was a few steps away from her... she was smoking a cigarette and apparently, she was also trying to understand what was happening around her.
- Deputy... I...
- Sorry... I didn't mean to scare you...
- Oh, it didn't scare me... it's just that I was distracted.
- I understand. I've been racking my brain for days, and I was thinking...
- Like this?
- Well, I was already asleep... but I ended up waking up, my sleep was gone... I decided to go for a walk...
- You have insomnia...
- Like you, miss, apparently...
- I'm already married....
- Sorry, ma'am... I just thought...
- Don't worry... ma'am, miss... they're just words that don't mean anything.
Juvêncio smiled. The girl, besides being beautiful, was extremely friendly. And kind...
- I think you were surprised when I said I needed your help, right?
- In truth, yes... but... I don't know, I can't say...
- What it was?
- You won't believe it, but my partners and I came here to do something we don't know what it is... and I can almost say that we came to your rescue...
- Like this?
- I don't know... it's something my father said, before he left...
- He died? My condolences...
-No, no... I don't think he died, no... in fact, I believe he is alive and well...
- But then...
- It's just that, one day, before he left... well, he said that you would summon me. And that I would understand everything right away.
- I didn't understand...
- Neither do I... I'm trying to remember what else he said and...
Suddenly Izabel's vision cleared, and she was able to understand her father's message. Not everything, but he remembered something very important... at least for her.
- Do you remember the night of that meeting... of course you do. After all, I was talking about her...
- What's the matter?
Izabel forced her memory a little. Images were forming in her subconscious. Suddenly she found herself, plus her companions, in the police station room, along with her father, police chief Juvêncio, another police chief, his assistant, a doctor and a woman. She didn't quite understand what was happening. But she realized that her father told the woman to leave, as apparently she had something important to do elsewhere.... Afterwards, he examined his weapons, and those of his partners, too. They talked for about an hour, then everyone went outside. Lightning and thunder cut through the night. The sky seemed crazy. It was as if the world was about to end...
- Something very important happened that night, didn't it?
- We managed to solve the mystery of werewolves and such...
- Were there werewolves there?!
- Wow, you forgot everything, didn't you?
Izabel shrugged. She was starting to remember something. But she preferred to remember the adventures alongside her two friends, in search of a price on the heads of criminals... Sleep began to set in, and Izabel thought it best to go back to bed. She said goodbye to Juvêncio and returned to her room. uddenly he remembered the package his father had given him in trust. Surely, the key to at least one of the mysteries was there...
Juvêncio also retired once again... sleep had begun to arrive and the next day would be very full. In a way, the conversation he had with Izabel left him quite excited. After all, someone up there liked him. For he had sent the three angels of death to help him, which was what the Goddess had called them. Well, that simply meant that there was more to that angu than he could realize. In any case, the visit to the village of Torquato had already been decided. Who knows if the shaman could help him recover the girls' memories? It could come to nothing, but it wasn't forbidden to try.... And so, Juvêncio, lulled by hope and the chirping of crickets, ended up falling asleep like a baby...
This time, unlike the first, Juvêncio slept soundly. There were no cavalcades of past ages. Yes, Juvêncio had taken a short nap, where his friend Juquinha won a horse race with his faithful rider Saci... suddenly he woke up... and his sleep simply disappeared... so he decided to take a walk at night, when it was over meeting by chance with Izabel... and apparently it was a fruitful meeting, as apparently she started to remember something...

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