Mom was there! How happy I was and how much I missed her.
We all went home together and I helped her, against her wishes, to put her things away.
"Mom? Mom? Can we sleep together????"
She hesitated.
"Besides, you're not married yet!"
She sighed and took me in her arms.
"Is this okay here? Are they nice to you?"
"Yes, but it's... you know... with daddy...."
Rosette, Sylvia's mom relaxed a little.
Tomorrow we'll go with Shaikh to the restaurant in town. There's a steak house!
I jumped with joy and grunting and threatening imaginary chopsticks and brandishing a chopstick like a sword skewering imaginary skewers. Without knowing it I was drooling just thinking about it.
Then in the evening I would prepare for my classes for the new school year while Mom talked with Brahma.
She came to find me with a mosquito net and hung it on a hook above the bed.
I was so busy that I couldn't settle down and stabilize myself. I was Sylvia for as long as I can remember.
Then we both went to bed and Mom turned on the air co.
"She asked, "Aren't you too hot?
"No, I'm getting used to the heat. and it doesn't itch as much.
"What happened to you in the shower? Why so loud?"
"I dreamed standing up and the heat must have knocked me out. I didn't realize it was so hot."
Brahma was burned. You're lucky you didn't get scalded. I was so scared. Luckily I was early, I wanted to surprise you."
"But, Mom, it was a good surprise. You showed up when I needed you the most."
Then Rosette pulled herself aside and started to sleep.
I was on my back, watching the fan slowly turn on the ceiling.
I was reviewing the medieval scenes, the fights and the meat, blood, meat and blood.
Sometimes I bathed in it! Why did I have this mad desire for blood? then, a flash and, like a speeded-up image, I saw the Man of Darkness again. but he didn't have his costume, he had a suit of armor. Then he laughed in front of a dragon, no, two dragons "So sis? Are you all right? How do you like our prisoner? He's well hung, it seems!"
"Nah," I replied. His blood looks appetizing, but he's a dragon like us, a dragon of darkness... "
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Then, still in my waking dream, it was a memory... I was sure of it. I didn't know who I was anymore... Sylvia??
Then the dragon Sanguinem looked at Carnivor who then looked at me: "Are you okay? Poisse?"
Looks like the young lovebird has gone to your head, hahaha!
Then the horrible Othar arrived, put a helmet on my head and climbed on top of me [https://img.wattpad.com/b9800f7fd7b350dd2267a984af50de3c4a55e2d9/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f614a53367761364e76516a3235413d3d2d313030383836383331332e313635386662613430373337613666313133323839303636393930312e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Then the horrible Othar arrived, put a helmet on my head and climbed on top of me.
His heels went into my ribs and a sharp pain woke me from my torpor.
My ribs hurt, very badly. I had the impression that my human body was hardening, that something inside me was changing.
I was Poisse? It is not possible.
Then, still lying down, I had the impression that I was being put in a centrifuge and the room began to turn...
"MAMAAAAAAAAAAN!!!! I'm scared, HELP!" I shouted...
Then Rosette took me in her arms, still lying down... "Shhh, mommy is here. Don't be afraid..."
I sobbed, I was afraid ... Scared that my whole life would turn upside down. I realized the danger that mom was telling me. Taking her dreams for reality and finally they became my reality.
I was all sweaty, and mom asked me if I had hurt my back... I had like bumps on my vertebrae. Everybody has them, but not to this extent.
Tomorrow you'll see, you'll have a good steak and I'll ask Shaikh if he knows how to hunt and if you can go with him.
"Mommy? Would you do this for me? "
I felt her nose nodding into my neck and
"Is it true? But that's great! Thanks, Mom!"
I know he'll never replace my dad, but I'm sure we could build some good memories here. And it's also the opportunity to discover the deep jungle, the wildlife and what the local fauna really tastes like. I was imagining crocodile steaks, and all kinds of animals passing through my stomach.
My mom must have thought I was crazy but the blood tests were there. I had a huge need for protein unlike the Indians who had a vegetarian oriented diet for the most part. It was rare, but it was my case.
The next day, mom was surprised to see me leave early in the morning to "harvest" the "fruits" of the river. She must have thought I was some kind of sea lion and Ankur and her brother avoided my raw fish breath.
Mother, seeing me arrive, swallowing a live eel, the tail still sticking out of my mouth, had a gag reflex. The beast was still wriggling, I hadn't bitten its head, I swallowed whole, raw, alive.
"BUT are you Sick or What????
That's why weird things happen to you! You don't cook! It's full of bacteria! And you'll get parasites!, worms!"
Looking at her, the tail finally came out and I burped and laughed!
"At least it's fresh!"
Rosette: "Even Japanese people with their sushi don't eat like that. It's disgusting... Where did you learn how to do that?"
"Mamaaann, sorry but it's so good.... I can't stand their food anymore... I feel like I'm eating the contents of the lawn mower. Look, I even took some pictures. They have a plant cheese made from rotten... mushrooms. They don't even have milk, it's soy! They call it cheese and they barbecue it. They don't like barbecue because they don't know what a good piece is... So I fished. See here? You can see my ribs. I lost almost 8 kg! My bras are floating and my panties too!"
Mommy grabs me. "My heart... It's my fault, I beg your forgiveness. I didn't know you had it so hard..."
"You're not angry with me?"
"No, my treasure. And they've been nice to you ever since?"
"Yes, but they don't understand that I devour living beings like this, they are sad and I feel guilty."
She crouches down a little so that her eyes reach my level, her head down and my face hidden by my long white hair.
"I'm going to fix this! "
She put my hair back in place and wiped my watery eyes with her finger.
Then we got ready, I put a little gloss on my lips and I could keep my European clothes on. I wasn't forced to dress like them. Mommy too, and she was happy that Shaikh respected our culture. After all, it was terrible for us to be uprooted like that.
We got into our old Buzzard II, a super SUV Tata.
Since the cataclysm, the models have not changed for 10 years, it was ecological madness to change all the years of model [https://img.wattpad.com/9014f4af29e1b43406901c658e08db0891af7f2c/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f63353467774272543432726432413d3d2d313030383836383331332e313635386663363332643032336537623139323933373739373138332e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
Since the cataclysm, the models have not changed for 10 years, it was ecological madness to change all the years of model. It was forbidden by law to change models so frequently around the world and for all manufacturers.
They could make improvements but under strict control.
The SUV 4X4 was made for the bumpy roads of the Indian countryside and I felt like I was going back in time 50 to 100 years, even mahouts, bikes and mopeds in every direction. I could see that we were in the upper class when I still saw misery sometimes.