Chapter two

Flavia made fun of her sister Luz, "The upset girl", making faces that; the girl should admit, they're hilarious.

One has to admit what it is and take the opinions of others with nobility, total fish to... oh no.

No, i better not talk about the fish, lest i drool and the souls of the tuna that i rescued last week believe that a flood is approaching and, by trying to get out of my mouth to escape, they make me vomit.

How can i explain to the souls of the tuna that my drool when i think of their image helps them to move safely in their new sky, which is my belly?

You see, my belly was made exclusively for mice, not fish; so, i must use certain magic tricks so as not to leave the fish stranded... daddy has come to save them.

My saliva is like a layer that makes everything i think about invisible. As you know, rats and fish don't get along very well, but that shouldn't make me give up. Just because i want to continue with my work, without my stomach breaking, i imagine the souls of the tuna at the same time that i drool... i do drool over something reasonable.

Do you know where i got these fish from?

Poor, i found them in the fish tank of a witch. It fills me with satisfaction to remember how they moved with the joy that i was going to rescue them from that villainous woman.

When i saw the fish inside that transparent magic cauldron, those now called a fish tank, many of them were already floating motionless.

I'm sure all humans are witches. They invented all that bad magic.

It is more than obvious that necromancy is what this woman practices. She always says the typical words of a witch; only that within other evil words so that with their letters the sound of the letters that correspond to the basic magic word is muffled so that any spell is fulfilled.

- A... e...- the lady witch knocks on the door intertwining her fingers as if she were nervous. Maybe the the witch in the room has a worse mood than she is. Still lady witch gulps and stands her ground, ready to sound like the most powerful witch in this house- Although i still want to; if you don't do your part, nothing will improve- the witch was tired of keeping quiet; so i was trying to find the correct words so that the witch behind the door wouldt not commit certain inappropriate acts- Even if for me you are still my little brat, you must take care of yourself on your own initiative, arrange not to go out as if you just got up; if you don't listen to me, you're going to agree with them and be the "Derange girl" that they want. Days turn into months, months into years, and you will face life alone in the end. Flavia loves to brag and you are attracted to that attitude so much that you wish you could be like her, i know because i am your mother, but remember that you are one... you need a break for pretending instead of being...

Where are the letters of the basic word for any spell camouflaged?

The word is made up of 11 letters: the first is "A" in although, the second is B; but the witch used a word that contained the next three letters of the magic word. Those three letters are: "BRA" in brat. The next word contains the next two letters of the word: CAre ("CA"). The other word also contains two letters: DAy ("DA"). This last word contains the last three letters: BRAg ("BRA").

Yes, the word ABRA CADABRA is the essential word in every spell. Some don't say it out loud because the spell they cast requires more effort from their mind; therefore, they do not say it through the lips but through the mind... the mind screams ABRA CADABRA.

Using "Although, BRAt, CAre, DAy and BRAg" is not accident. The witches know their pun, they won't bewitch me like this demon. It can only be an enchantment that has made him fall in love since demons are not like sexy guys who rampage your hormones. Demons are only fire without consciousness; as well as the fire with which you burn the photo of your ex and contaminate the environment. Don't tell me that fire is going to fall in love with something or someone... much worse.

I don't know how you can fall in love with a "Lucifer weapon" with someone lke a girl who is not who she thinks she is... she is a witch.

When i was telling you about Flavia, the time i went into a certain house to see if any being required my help came to mind. I have no doubt that this house is Luz's house and the witches and her and her mother... maybe the whole family.

Witch hunters have very keen senses. Your ears are alert to hear the ABRA CADABRA of any witch. On your plane it is forbidden for witches to use their power. To be more exact, it is forbidden for any supernatural being to use their powers to attack a human being who has not had any type of contact with some supernatural plane. This rule is for prevention; well, if some supernatural power damages human nature or the environment where it inhabits, the latter will distort certain aspects of its composition to regenerate itself and that could affect the structure of the others planes.

Unfortunately all the planes are connected like the chapters of a book with the difference that there is not a bit of filler... everything that exists has a mission to fulfill.

Remember that girls who mess with supernatural beings always hide secrets of non- human nature. You know, they always have powers that they didn't know they possessed. The leading girls always have a supernatural gift because, as for the rules of the universe, equal poles do attract (supernatural nature- supernatural nature). Another thing is that the supernatural being was not born being supernatural; there the rules change, because in that case the opposite poles can be attracted... it is impossible for two beings who where born on different planes to attract each other.

I know you wonder:

How can i get out of the love story as if i was not "with the noose around my neck"?

Especially considering that i'm calling his "crush" and him a witch that she was just a Lucifer soul without consciousness. Believe me, i would not walk with my tongue loose if i did not have the favor of Lucifer... the devil would have burned me more than my tail.

Thanks to Lucifer i am free to affirm that here there is no love but an enchantment.

Although i do not know if he does not attack me because he has no strength or is that he is a reasonable demon.

The truth is that i have had time to remember and tell you about my memory because the devil has not written anything on the wall... but how nice that the flames are vibrating.

Could it be that he already understood that this girl does not suit him?

I dare not go out of the house and check if i am free. If it is not the case and i am outside the house, i can go saying goodbye to life as i know it... we are not all as stupid as hell.

Who betrays Lucifer for a girl?

Lucifer may have done this to enlighten the demon without having to leave hell. Letting the devil know his love story through the girl's eyes will make him see if his betrayal was worth it... i bet he didn't know about "The deranged girl".

If the river sounds it is because it brings stones... it is too true.

I have to know if i am free, i don't want to waste another minute here. I guess i have to ask the demon directly why he hasn't written a word.

I know he is in the attic of the house but i don't know how to talk to him... if he is listening to me right now what am i talking about?

He knows my questions and if he hasn't answered yet it's because he's not interested.

Why am i not with him in the basement?

It's because, if he doesn't write, Lucifer has no way of saving me from revenge on the part of the devil. If you try to harm me, your flames will make you see a hell worse than the one you have experienced but as they say:

"He who does not risk does not win"

I sneak into the attic through the ajar door. There are all closed boxes, a big dirty mirror and old armchairs. The only encouraging thing is the moonlight filtering through the foggy window but at least it's translucent.

The devil is sitting with his back leaning on a pile of boxes and looks at the Moon as if there were the scenes of his story. There is despair and hope in her staring blue as night.

-It is none of your business- he tells me without stopping looking at the moon impatiently-, but if Luz stops loving me i will not remember her or me alive- he squints his eyes as if something is burning inside him- I say it so that you stop talking because you interrupt my memories- in his voice there is anger and fatigue at the same time- I can't fit the fire in my eyes...

-You were taking time to remember and i do not like to remain silent, doing nothing...- i reply and with obvious reason.

- Sometimes i want to think about something else, am i forbidden it too?- he says, grabbing a book with a leather cover- whoever lives in this house likes the classics- his voice sounds heavy, almost as if he is, unconsciously, preparing to scream- I like the odyssey too. It reminds me that there is no adventure if there is no real goal to strive for- and is your love for Luz real?- and most are wrong in that part...

I do not listen to it anymore because there is a mouse that has been paralyzed when it sees me. He lies motionless and breathing heavily. Surely you have a feeling that the hero of legend has come... not everyone in this world is so unscrupulous.

I'm ready to squint until the devil thwarts my plan.

Eject a little flame to the mouse. It just reaches the tail and makes it fly out the window until it falls gently on the floor... that was a flame or a magic feather.

Could it be that the fire that this demon is made of hides quite interesting things for Lucifer?

He just laughs like a madman to make fun of me.

And now that i think about it, i don't think that little rat is the only one who fell into this house by mistake...

- Demons eat rats but not those who are in love- are there more fools?- Do you think that after kissing love i'm going to eat rats?- He looks at me with contempt so i look at him with more disdain than he is capable of... or rather, i don't even look at him and i go to another room- I'd rather starve- He crosses his arms and looks down through the window. Seconds later, he lets go of his arms and says hello to the poor little mouse who did not let me save... she does it to annoy me but she is not going to make it, am i not upset anymore?- the inspiration came...

Weren't his eyes blue?

She has just turned her head in the same style as Annabel, the devil doll, and smiles with eyes as red as a flaming sunrise.

Poor mouse

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