El Coyote Azul

EL COYOTE AZUL:

La interminable vision de un buen futuro me alimenta mi sol. Mis manos ramas crecen para alcanzar más bellas palabras que aún no eh leído.

Walking in the dark like he often did so gracefully attaching himself to the books of his library like the grass to the damp earth. His mistakes of the day agitated him slightly he had himself a meal and the reddest wine he could smell, his hands were mist from the hotness of the room, he waited for his cat to appear out of thin air, an apparition of the mind. Grabbing his almost finished bottle, he stepped into the middle of the kitchen looking at the window he felt something move then twitched his eyes to the floor owl manuvering them he saw albert his Abby cat, he seemed tired awakened dizzinly from a long eternal nap, staring at him asking for food without words. He felt his heart broken everytime albert gave him that stare. How can a cat be so mystical he asked but did not get a response from the shadows of the room or the cat either. He was a writer and needed his space to stretch the mind and inhale air exhaling the words into the page, that made him breath better, words of silence teaching the readers of new ages. His wife had died years ago in the war of love against a nasty disease. He loved her but in his separated way, touching her but not really there. The day was Tuesday and the meeting of his writer friends was tomorrow he had to get something down by the morning. To his adored cat a sphinx on the deserted table and his manuscript layed, both object half touched by the shadows and the afternoon light. Where did she to I wonder speaking in his lowered voice, she must have agh forget it Walt you think to much, so he made the efort and moved closer to the machine that allowed him to write his words in silence just the pressing of the keys spokes and he liked it felt like home.

Albert dozzed off after sympaticaly playing with a loose cord on the floor.

The evening began with light rain and put him more in a trance tax tax tax the typewriter went as he himself did forgettin his dark apartment where solitud was a way a life, to the land of his imaginacion he saw himself watching himself as a caracter and he was the one holding the strings, the scene an old house antique in the country all that was heard where birds he could see himself standing outside a blue just freshly painted door with the number 406 he didn't need to knock for he knew the insides well he just needed to remember. The handle was old felt like a part of a tree but it opened he entered rutinely, Anna I found it he yelled! No responce once more, nothing but birds and then he heard the upstairs something like a yawning and a mouth preparing to speak, Wait I will be down let me dress, I like you better naked come down! He yelled.

She did not laugh maybe she didn't hear it, but there's is no repeating of jokes today. Leo where is my book? - she asked

Hmm, must be by the bed or the table.

I looked she said lije a mother wanting her child back from the habids of a nanny. Leo looked downstairs and by the white frame of the fairly used window saw something...agh here it is moving to pick it up. Must have read it and forgot your surroundings Anna.

She sped up racing cat moving was so fast downstairs next to him, kissed his mouth with joy and softly took the book back unnoticed.

(Walt had up to 137 pages now needed at least 60 more and it will look better he thought tho but you never know where it might take you a voice gushed at his last thought)

Anna was a solid, deep thinking woman, a socialistic, Antichrist, whose persona and character was very respected by Leo and his few intellectual friends. They honored her lectures on her findings being in whatever she enjoyed at that moment. She talked more than Leo around his friends than when they where alone (Leo spoke more with her than his friends) they shared this faculties and that attracted to each other. Made them full in many ways this having inspiration almost all the time when possible by their surroundings.

Now the house back to it Walt spoke the voice. The house was gothic like a mystical creature of might hard to travel for others who do not know her paths. She was old built around 1745.

The entrance ad was said was blue just painted recently cause Walt had thight of selling it discussing it with Anna a few times she said I love the house and I will miss it trenendosly. But it's your state and as your woman I will allow you to make the necessry repairs, this castle can be more extraordinary rare if you happen to look and highlight it's pecularities people often tend to ignore. Then we can decide too sell or to keep and adore.

That made him rethink, this estate was left to him by his gandfathers since he never knew his parents the name of his heredity was Swedish all of them in the arts. Haunting the walls stood their presence still covering the shadowy figured of a past forever present in his mind.

Walt stood he needed air and some loose leaf green jasmine tea, something to relax for more work stood before and beyond him. The novel he wrote was called "Shadows Before Dawn" aorta biographical but on the surface covered by a sinister smile, that of the writer.

Walt had so often wrote about darkness ever since young loved it truly and more when left alone. His grip on the cup suggested a man in need of an escaping mechanism, his soul cried form more flight.

While Leo was looking at the tree he heard something like the drop of water hitting the floor of an empty desolate cave in the innermost darkest areas of his being it hit him hard, he heard it again very faint once more, he looked at the ball in his hand. Could it be?...agh a grunt and then a crack and in the surface of it, a very minute light sparkled he moved his eyes closer for inspection. He could the light, but the grunt was this thing alive like the tree be could barely make out in the distance.

Hello ball" he said whispering.

"Forget my laziness child" I was napping with chaos and now I have awakened." so where are we now" the voice spoke sounding very old yet delicate.

In garden Leo answered and do you know that you are a marble? Asking it

Hmm yes of course, do you know what you truly are yourself? It took me thousand of years to get to know myself" said the voice

That long! Leo was shocked how can this minute ball speak like it's very knowledgable. So is this your thru form or I can't really see you yet so you appear to me like this?

Hmm, very good question, imagination does take part in my apperance and I will change when it's required Leo. Said the voice

Oh perhaps you have a name voice what do they call you? Asked Leo. Coyote is my name but very few people know it said the voice. Strange name thought Leo, was this a trick or of vertanly has a meaning. Are you a sacred animal? Asked Leo

Animal? Don't be a fool I am not such thing I am more like an element!

Oh an element and how come you are talking? Asked Leo almost laughing.

I am here to teach the fool to become a master" that is my only order for now.

I indeed have many thing a to learn but don't we all, I don't think I am a fool.

Imagine what you want bit be careful you already lost a character in your story said the voice and laughed.

What! My story what do you mean?

Well do you remember your childhood or anything before entering the house? Said Coyote

Hmm, I remember a blue door my shoes, Anna's face, trying to retrace his steps back in his memory to his shock and suprise he could not find anything. He feel to the floor it his him hard, his face showed a man who's lost everything.

He tried to cry but could not, no tears would come out of the innaminate eyes of his.

"Coyote, what is this all about" in a lowered voice spoke Leo

I'm not sure it's just something I noticed when I first looked at you. Also the garden is changing more and more creatures are hiding. What? Almost yelling said Leo what creatures? Looking around he heard sounds of the whooshin of the leaves and flowers. He felt his heart alive once again he would see to the end of all this and figure it out.

Look to the woods over near where the house was Leo do you see those eyes. He looked but couldn't make it out it was to far so he got up and kinds ran closer. He got just to the point where he could indeed see the eyes the looked like a cat but bigger. What are they Coyote? They are not to hurt you, but they seem afraid of something else". My superior did they me to be careful but did not specify why". We should go up to them and ask, Leo let me drop to the ground please the time has come" realizing what he meant he dropped Coyote with a lot of care. The fall of coyoteseemed very much slower than anything he ever seen fall before he stared at it while it dropped and it gave out ink droops to the wind while it grew in size. The shape changed it went to the marble to something resembling a cat to a coyote but a little much bigger the fur of it was blue like night glistenning of lights very much like the sky. Hello it spoke the voice had changed Leo noticced that now it sounded more mysterious and joyfull. The animal had his eyes closed, he did not open therm but Leo didn't say anything about that. Leo, follow me we musttalk to those cat like creatures" said coyote.

They walked engaged in the adventure of seeing what was behind those eyes to the the real treat what were they and why the fear. Leo followed and stood by Coyote's side when they went into the woods, they heard the wispherimg of children. Coming closer to the animals they dido notice thatsame peculiarity of them having the lower bodiesbof a child but the head of a somewhat cat like apperance they did have the elegance of cats. Coyote spoke to them when he moved closer sling Leo to just stay calm and not talk. He heard something much different than that of a human language yet he kinds understood it and found it very strange he felt like running and never looking back but Coyote looked at him like he was going to eat him, his eyes where opened this time, the left one was white almosy grey color with no pupil, the other more like a childs, wide happy and blue. Looking straight into his heart said Do not even think of that, we need to help these creatures and don't let fear get to you I will protect you to my death" that brought reasurance to him so he let out a big sigh. Following the cat like creatures Leo asked "So do you have names" the creature without landing back giggled "we do" answered together.

They were three of them, one was very much purple black with green eyes, the other was golden with blue eyes, and the last looked female she was totally white eyes golden like and very furry.

"she is Manie, I am Durre, said the green eyed one, and this is Gaurs"

"thank you for helping us" all speaking at the same time.

Leo noticed how friendly they were but something bothered him, the look Coyote had given him was so cold, and he had been really quiet ever since then, something is not right. the garden wasn't the same and it kept changing new trees would grow slowly the flowers would spring and other die, the grass semmed thicker and hard to move thru like desert sand.

Coyote didn't walk animal like it was more civilized very womanish he looked straight ahead, his eyes closed but didn't have trouble as Leo noticed in admiration.

They came up to an isolated tree near it stood a purple looking bush not much taller than Leo.

"We must go in" spoke Durre cautiously.

"Abrite arbolito enseñanos tus cuevas"

Wishipered Manie to the bush. A crack everyone and their souls stood still a fickle of greennlight a gateway inside opened. "let's see how deep this goes" said coyote with a wild grin. The cats entered first then Leo, Coyote stood a moment looking outside with a cold stare before in and the green opening closing. Their were no stairs or a path so apparetly the cats knew the way. The inside was rarely lit atmospheric as a library in darkness. Leo couldn't help but think of what question to ask Coyote next, he on the other hand thought where this path ended and a new one began.

Coyote how many wolds have you visited? A question eminated in slight air for a moment. Coyote looked back his eyes were opened, not many less than six and my first one in this body" he answered.

Where their human like me present in the other worlds? Leo said

Yes, it's always your race that need the most help." the coyote said

How come a coyote as your body?" asked Leo. Well, I don't choose the image it is maid according the imagination of the person I help, so you must have a link to this particular animal"

" Nothing comes to mind, I don't dislike them but they are not my favorite" said Leo

"There must be something and it is always very simple Leo" said coyote It will come to you when needed"

Leo thought about it but could make it out about the coyote, he thought of Anna instead, where did she dispear too.

Coyote answered "She is not hiding or disapeared though she may runi you will find her in a song" like he could read his mind or lived inside of it. Leo laughed with joy at the thought of seeing her again, the thing they would say.

" She could be of great help if she was with us" said Leo

Coyote looked back and nodded.

The light of the passage had change and now Leo saw rat it was getting blueish.

"are we close Durre" he asked

"Yes! Very much" the other will be glad the others answered happily " wi wi!"

Leo almost laughed hearing the cat creatures speak French.

What is the other's name said Coyote

Xeros, and he is a mighty one" answered lauddily Durre while the other creatures nodded with his response. Durras said in inblurrable wording, "there it is, there it lay, stilling still, wordering fill, take your fill of empty," Leo took three little steps and comenced his declining hand to pick up a watercoloring book, "Fuck what a strange book, this thing is ever fo eva, i feel it for all lifetimes i must be glad, to the Durras, Maine and Gaurs! so softspoken they were' afuera saquense, los elementos de...el Aelepho, que es la phonetica que esplica este puto libro de mierda, no se sabe dijo ' Durras, el que hablo, el ultimo poema" eso es ese librito de mierda" Puta que ridiculo dijo Maine es es un chiste"