“I arrived to Anima Key by an overhead canoe flight on a wave that landed me in front of the big tree. The reception was not as I expected by moving thither with my ex-partner, Emil. The sarcastic comments of passersby gave me a first taste of ominous things to come.
After my expulsion from Emil, I resorted to Jahniet, Aster and the others’ rampart in search of a new beginning, ready enough to trust again. But the atmosphere in the small cave was awkward. The tension with their neighbors had hardened their attitude towards me. My emotional isolation, which led to my painful separation, was repeating itself. They ended up calling me witch. I had nowhere to rely anymore, except myself.
Liberated after my persecution by both ramparts, I found the time needed to lament my lost love. I contacted the spirit of, the indisputable for me, Anima Key entity and then, on the cheeks in the mouth of the great cave, I engraved the embossed souls of all the faces I once loved. I cut bristles, elaborately knit my hair and I gave the waves a brush. I dipped it in the thick tears of my sadness and pound it onto the cave; I ordered a new portrait, colored this time, of washed out light of joy.
The reflections of the seabed of the cave were painted in eerie pink while elongated teardrop mastic formations emerged and submerged. Chanting in a birth like frequency I was certain that Anima Key would listen to my prayers and bring back the love that I was deprived of; and then you came along.

You were born in Thirty before sections or as I like to say Two Thousand and Ten and Five in Anima Key. Everybody has been facing us as intruders. You see we had never participated in their limitless campaigns to hunt with no boundaries, and never felt the urge to engage in armed warfare, because that is what it was like back then. The war with the usurpers, Beside’s pirates.
I will never forgive your father who felt he had to defend our ideas by force of arms. We had to apply war in another level, to another place; we should have gone along with Reese and Ido from early on. Ah those two…How can I ever forget thy name givers and our saviors with their bizarre sayings?

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« The fruit of this fatal love of Kris and Dus, from now on shall be named Manqui and his history will be the following! »
Inspired by the story of the lioness and the little jackal in the fourth edition of the Indian Pentateuch, Reese foretold me your future. He said that if he and Ido lived in the jungle, they would be very happy because they would have just given birth to two children. Reese would be responsible for bringing food to the mother and the two children. So every day he would leave to the jungle to return full handed.
One day, it was near sunset when he found nothing but the fresh born Manqui. For some reason his mother was absent for long. And while he could finally feed his family he instead took pity on Manqui because he was just a baby. With mercy he took him back and presented him to Ido. She just saw another baby and decided to nurture it along with his two brothers.
And so they raised him as their own by giving the same love to him without separation from their biological set of children. But in growing up, they started to behave differently and often quarreled revealing their different natures, until one day, as they were playing near their nest, a wild man approached.
While the other two brothers rushed to attack, Manqui on the other hand stopped to say that the savages are their natural enemies, prepared to escape and lured his brothers back to safety too. They followed him back to the nest, surprised at his cowardice. They laughed and mocked. They humiliated him in front of their parents and finally the little one vexed.
Ido heard Manqui’s shouting about being inferior to nothing, nor courage, not beauty or intelligence or education. She is terrorized in his promises to kill his brothers for revenge because he simply, can do so.

At these words his mother knew exactly what to do. She said to him that his skills are real unlike her that never told him the truth. They pitied him and embraced him when he was born and raised him as an equal, but his nature is still very different to his siblings. From the moment he started talking about revenge the time had come to leave the nest. He had to leave and never come back because she would kill him herself; he had to return to the tribe of jackals where he belongs and become the lion among equals; he had to know the truth about himself and do properly so.”