Young Eztli is determined to get in touch with whatever is lurking beyond this world. What she doesn't know is that this dark path will lead her into wild dreams. Her friends are on their way to fun and spooky adventures, and they'll see how far the...
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"How come you're bringing kids where you're going, Zacil? It can be dangerous," Ms. Ruiz's voice was laced with concern, her eyes searching Zacil's for answers.
Zacil, undeterred by the caution, met Ms. Ruiz's gaze with confidence. "Don't worry, ma'am. They are different, and with more eyes, we can have a better chance to look for your husband and his workers," Zacil spoke with a sense of purpose.
Ms. Ruiz, though hesitant, trusted in Zacil's knowledge and nodded in acceptance, her worry dissipating into the Habenes.
They were given a ride byPeta's grandpa whose weathered hands gripped the steering wheel with a blend of excitement and worry.
Eztli and her group had set out on a journey to the mysterious land of Habenes after hearing the chilling tale from Ms. Ruiz. The horizon as they arrived, casting long shadows over the unkempt fields surrounding the land. The air was thick with a sense of foreboding, as if the very earth itself held its breath in anticipation of their arrival.
Upon reaching their destination, Peta's Grandpa looked at the group with a serious expression. "I'll stay here in the truck and wait for you. You kids be careful." Peta tone softened as she added, "Grandpa, you probably stay here to take a nap."
Peta's Grandpa chuckled, knowing there was no sleeping to be done for a girl who wore has ambitions like armor. "That isn't true," Peta's grandpa retorted with a playful smirk, but her demeanor quickly shifted.
As they traveled further, Zacil turned to Eztli's group with a solemn expression. ""This is it," she said, her tone cutting through the silence. "You've don't have a couple of hours before you need to head back to your homes, and I can let you to skip school. I can't go with you. I've got my own life here, and I don't have time for teaching," she spoke with a seriousness that hung heavy in the air. I have my own responsibilities. But you... you need to learn this. Transform into your nagual. It's the only way."
Rono, asked, "But what if we need more training?"Zacil's eyes glinted with determination as she replied, "I'm here to help you learn the basics. The rest, you'll discover on your own."
Rono let out a frustrated breath. "That's not helpful. We're not even sure what we're supposed to do."
"You'll know," Zacil said, her voice softening slightly. "When it's time, you'll know."
As they treaded carefully through the overgrown grass, Eztli's group felt a palpable tension in the air. Rono let out a nervous chuckle, his voice echoing through the eerie silence. "I can't believe we're walking into this, Rono," he added, whispered, "I hope it's not as scary as Xacalatl."
With a glint of intrigue in his eyes, Konane leaned forward, prompting Zacil to reveal more about the strange occurrences that lurked in the shadows of the ancient woods. "What else should we be wary of, Zacil?
