Chapter 43

The inside of the sacred cave was dark and cold and empty. As the people outside began to chant a spell in order to seal the only entrance and exit of the cave, a song of despair could be heard. The voice of the singer was mellow and soft, empathizing with the family of three who was locked inside. The woman with long, black, shiny hair had a pretty face and soft skin. Her slender body was covered by a red piece of cloth and nothing else. There were no scars left on her skin but traces of blood could be seen. Her voice was sweet and warm, calling out the girl’s name in the man’s embrace, “Latina,” she spoke and, with loving scarlet eyes, she kissed the girl’s forehead.