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"We will never truly learn if we dwell on denial instead of exhibiting acceptance"
Living on the mountains was hard. Luckily, the Raven was equipped with a water pump system that allows them to have water. They've been there for a day now. Barney gathered wild ginger and was praying on the edge of the hill. He was creating anitos for them all.
This gave Matthos ample time to set the Raven and make sure it would stay still. The WiFi signal was weak, but he was able to order an incognito airplane ride to their destination. Neva, on the other hand, was left inside the bedroom (Matthos and Barney were sleeping on the couches outside the room) and was given space in order for her to say what she knew. They did not do it in a harsh way. They gave her a store bought cheesecake and left her with a book while doing the things they had to do.
When the sun was about to set, Barney came home carrying three little red cushions.
"This will help us with the ghosts. They couldn't harm us if we use this" He gave one to Neva who muttered "Thanks".
It was time to tell.
Neva was on the patio, looking at the full moon. The anito worked as the ghosts were visible, but could not come close to them at all. Which was only a bit of relief as they were walking around the RV, trying to find a way to come close. Luckily, Matthos had set up some enchantments on the land that allowed them the space they wanted. Barney went up, carrying a small table that had drinks, while Matthos held some chips and chocolates.
"I'll do my best to buy some ale for you again" Matthos apologized and sat beside her
"Do you remember the riddle I have told you when we first met?" Neva asked
"No" was his single reply that made Barney sigh and open the can. He took a big gulp and almost choked "Root beer?" he glared at Matthos who just whistled
"Two fruits of the same womb. A rotten child, the other blissful. Esurient for power, would heed at naught. An orison to the enemy of thy gods who roamed, a malison disguised by a voice sweeter than a nightingale's. A sanguinary for thy innocent beings, a burden to thee"
"I still don't get it" Matthos scratched his head while Barney's frown deepened. Neva gave him a hopeful glance, which was flattened when he said "I don't think I'll ever get it. Explain"
With a sigh, Neva finally tried to recall what she can
"I do not know what I am, or why I am still alive. The only thing I am sure of, was that this started at the Age of Magic. My father told me this story, that it was important. At that time, delivering two infants of the same gender at the same time was a taboo. In a certain clan, a chieftain and his wife had two girls. They were taught the Art of Sorcery, yet only one succeeded. Their father had an enemy, and they had to marry two men from the enemy clan to restore peace in that land. If only they knew what was coming, they would've never done such horror." Neva paused and drank root beer. Her goosebumps were visible, and Matthos gave her what he called a "hoodie" which was like a cloak, but only covers the upper half of the body. Yet, the coldness wasn't caused by the night, or the ghosts that were jumping for attention. This came from the inside, a story that was millennial old, one that she wished would go away.
"The one who mastered sorcery was married to the chief, while her sister married the blacksmith. That time, it was important to have a male child. This was to ensure that their power shall live long. The sorceress was chosen to be his bride as she was beautiful in ways no one can imagine. She was loved, yet she didn't love. Her sister fell in love with her betrothed, and the blacksmith loved her back"
