By: Gabriela Balaguera      

 

         Once upon a time, in a land of magic and strange creatures lived a young warlock with a big destiny. He grew older and his knowledge of the world grew with him. At the age of 30, he was ready to fulfill his destiny of protecting the land of mysterious and unbelievable knowledge for humans. One day, while he was finishing the ritual walk off the land, he saw a mysterious creature fluttering in the trees with enormous feather wings. The young warlock without furred knowledge began to chase this magnificent creature, so he could understand what it was and why he hadn’t seen such a beautiful animal like that before. When the creature with some stylish movements flew to the shore of the lake, so it could refresh itself before flying away again, the young warlock asks to it “what are you? How are you called in this world? Are there are more like you?”  The creature seeing the man with strange eyes answered in a polite tone “I am a creature of knowledge, the one who helps you with your thought when no one else can.  People call me in many different ways but neither of them is even close to the truth. Sometimes they call me memory but I don´t have all the records of their past; they also call me creativity but I can only help them when they ask me too. They even call me master but I can only share my knowledge with the people of true heart. And yes young warlock, there are more like me but I am afraid that our species will not last long. For every human and warlock there was one of my kind, but the cruelty of them started to kill my species one by one without previous warnings, thanks to the darkness of their heart, their ideas to harm others and even the satisfaction when they saw people in worse conditions than themselves, and started to take the lives of my friends and my partners.”

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          The young warlock trying to understand the new information that has arrived at him asks one last question to the soul “if you allowed me to ask you one more thing I would be more than grateful and in debt with you. You said that there was one of your kinds for every warlock and human being in this world, but you also said that they were being killed by the darkness that overwhelmed their hearts. I have been here my whole life trying to succeed to protect a little boy that would be a magnificent king not only for this kingdom but for the ones around it. I have good memories of my past, my creativity flows when needed and I receive new knowledge every day. I believe that I am a good person with a good heart but I know that I could do better. You can tell me if I am wrong, but I believe that you are my soul and you are here to tell me about your kind so you would be remembered for the pass of the centuries. You are here because you believe in a better future when people and warlocks will live finally in peace with each other, and you need me to help you to make this future happen”. The soul with a kind smile looked at the young warlock, spread his wings and flew away with a hope of a new world coming when people will understand the real meaning of life.