Glacier & Lights

Chapter 3

It was nice and sunny day. Talca just arrived to work. He was working on maize field, belonging to Ixyawas the elder prophet. There were many prophets in Quetzali tribe, most if them were administrators of temples, build in no e ir spiritual places in plain nature. Only few of them were heads of big temples in cities. But Ixyawas was something like spiritual tribe leader, the second most powerful man in the tribe and surely the most respected one. Noone really understood why he was maintaining several maize fields and the biggest Qorn juice bar in the Quetzali capital.
Talca was however happy that Ixyawas owned the field he worked on, because he sometimes met him. Ixyawas was the greatest and the wisest man he ever met. Pulling off the knapweed and watering the corn  was quite boring, but talking with Ixyawas was amazing. The way that old man was looking at work...
He came to the hut at the border of the field and opened the door. There was  small wooden table with one chair and shelf's where people like him had their tools which they used to work on the field with. He took his backpack off and threw it on the table, then he picked up one of the hoes and one of the jugs and closed the door again. The field was composed from twenty long rows of maize plants. His job was to hoe and water the third and the fourth row, counting from the hut. It usually took him four hours, then he ate his lunch in front of the irrigation lake and then he set off for home. Ixyawas told him that maize will not get angry when he misses work for one day a week, so Talca took one military training per week. Most of Quetzali men were soldiers, usually shieldmen. They weren't soldiers to be able to attack other tribes, but to be able to protect land of their Gods and to keep safe the Qui-qui birds, who were symbols of the Gods. Talca wanted to do that too.
He was unusually tired when he finished his job that he didn't even ate his lunch and brought it back home. He was living in Catalcho, the Quetzali capital, but he spent a lot of time in the village of Tzjawas which was only two hours of journey by foot from Catalcho There was nothing that was making Tzjawas unique or interesting, it was just a small, ordinary village at the edge of the the endless forest reaching the very corner of the square on the east side. Talca was more interested in seeing his bets friend Extatel when he visited Tzjawas than anything other that the village could offer him.
In the morning that day, Talca planned to visit Extatel after work, but he was too tired to travel anywhere, so he ate his lunch in his bed and slept a little. When he awakened, it was late afternoon. He had nothing to do, so he went out in the streets of Catalcho. Catalcho was great and magnificent city, more than two thousands of high, tower-like buildings with square floor plan. The building were made of several levels stacked up on each other. Each level was made from different material and together all the buildings looked undescribable.
Talca headed to the Great temple, the temple administrated by Ixyawas. It was the building right next to the tribe leader's palace. It took nearly half of hour until he was finally on the big stairway from pure white marble enabling him to enter the Great temple. But Talca suddenly  feeles like he is not in the correct mood to be seen by the Gods, so he turned around and started to wander where his feet wanted to go.
He found himself in the Qui-palace, the great habitat for the Qui-quis living in the city without actual guardian. The Qui-palace was built from same levels like all Quetzali building in the city, but there were way more of them. The building was enormous, full of criecking and clucking Qui-quis and their guardians.
One Qui-qui just ran out from one entrance and stopped right in front of Talca. Talca wasn't sure what to do. The Qui-qui's guardian ran out as well and stop several Feets behind the bird. He was waiting what will the Qui-qui do. The Qui-qui was looking at Talca and didn't seem to be like moving. Talca breathed and then he caressed the bird on his beak. The Qui-qui closed his eyes. His guardian smiled. "He likes you, you should be caring of him." he said. "It will be my honor." Talca answered. "I will name him Tal-Quo." Guardian smiled even more, then he bowed and went off.
Tommorow was the day when he rested from work. He would usually go to the barracks for his training, but he decided to go for a forest walk with Tal-Quo. The bird seemed like obsessed with him. He was trying to be as near to Talca as possible and he kept watching him. But be liked by a Qui-qui was a blessing, a mark that he can make great things, so he was pleased with the bird's behavior.
They arrived on the hill filled with trees but with bare top. On the top, there was an abandoned temple. Talca and Extatel spent a lot of time on this place and he was now wanting to show it to his new bird.
They were now standing in the front of the entrance to the ruins and looking on the landscape below them. Forests, farms, maize fields, lakes, cities. All the beautiful Quetzali land could be seen from their position. It was really nice place and Talca was thinking when will he and Extatel be there again together. But he suddenly saw something he never seen before. It was like a giant row of maize plants, but he was sure that it wasn't there seconds before and maize needs it's time to grow. It was a thing but long line moving quite quickly toward him.
Talca started to think what it might be. He could think up only two things that could be moving so fast. Water and riders. It was comming from the northeast. On the northeast, there was Quetzali border with the Bardur and Talca was sure that there is no water comming in high speed from this place. It was the second option.

I have a feeling that there's nothing much happening in this chapter, yay.