Total Consciousness

Chapter-3: Heart and Soul

Run. Run-away erupted within Aquel’s entire being—every muscle and bone in his body urged him to sprint away from this man. Never had he felt such an overwhelming, over ripe grape taste of death from any man. But … this man is only one man, he countered in his mind, spitting once more over his left shoulder.

     Aquel continued to stare at the uninvited guest. His heart slammed against his ribs, pumping boiling blood that washed over him with infinite hurt, pride and jealousy, while his bones and his muscles urged him to run.

     In the end, Aquel ignored his instincts. “Stay firm chicos,” he said, “don’t think of running. We run from no god damn man.” He snickered at the intruder, judging him from his pearl white boots up to his bone white hat.

     “Hola, muchachitos, how goes the mid-night?” said Luz. He smiled and winked and stepped off the boulder.

     The three men lifted their pistols in unison, locking their arms in place. To their surprise, an odd feeling iced through their veins. Their instinct to kill betrayed them. In its usual place, each man felt a flooding desire to race away, to catch up with the other animals, and perhaps reach their horses in the east.

     Shame sweated out of the three men in copious amounts—most of all, from Aquel’s body. The golden stench of musky confusion covered them all in an unfamiliar wet emotion: good honest fear. It infuriated Aquel to be covered so weak in front of his very own men. Only one god damn man, he thought.

     “No chinges, cabron.” Aquel spat to his left side. “This is none of your business. Largate, go on now; run off like a weak little puta. That is, unless you want to join this perra pig on the ground?”

     Aquel laughed halfheartedly at the intruder. He wiped sweat from his forehead, using the back of his trembling hand and forearm.

     Luz approached the battered woman and stared into her. He squatted down and balanced on the balls of his feet, and he looked deeper at her finer details. “Oh, I see.” He finished his thorough search into the woman and pursed his lips.

     “No,” said Luz. “No, mujer; what do I gain from helping you? What could you ever have to offer me?” He stood, filled with disappointment and dusted off his hands. A light sigh fell out of him. “Why should I?” He focused on the breathing shadows, shrugging his shoulders and shaking his head in annoyance.

     Luz whistled and adjusted his coat, still ignoring the three startled men. “My answer is no, mujer.” He winked at the woman and tipped his hat at her and stepped to leave. His warm eyes smiled at her, sending a cold burn through her exhaustion.

     The woman grunted her swollen eye into an open sliver. Fresh heat rose from her heart as she reached out to stop Luz. For a gram of hope, she pulled at his silk midnight pants and held him in place with shivering hands. Her words and ideas tripped over themselves. That didn’t matter. Luz tasted every boiling thought in her heart. He grinned and looked through the three little bunny men once more. And he whistled a low echoing tune of, The Killing Moon.

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