Young Eztli is determined to get in touch with whatever is lurking beyond this world. What she doesn't know is that this dark path will lead her into wild dreams. Her friends are on their way to fun and spooky adventures, and they'll see how far the...
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As Rono, Peta, Konane and Eztli opened their eyes, a sense of anticipation lingered in the air."Zacil, did you hear them?" Eztli's voice carried a hint of excitement as she turned to Zacil. "Did you at least see your spirit animals?"
Eztli, with her piercing eyes and quiet demeanor, was the first to speak. "I heard my nahual's voice," she said softly, "it was a jaguar." The group turned to her, intrigued by her revelation. Rono, a stoic figure with a mysterious aura, nodded in acknowledgment. "My spirit animal was a snake," he disclosed. Konane, chimed in, "I saw my spirit animal. A dog." Peta, added with a smirk "Mine was an eagle."
Youngsters," Zacil's voice was low and melodic, "to be a true Nahual, you must become one with the shadows. Darkness is not your enemy, but your source of power. It cloaks you, empowering your essence, while light reveals the nahual presence.
Patli, , stepped forward, her gaze piercing through the veils of reality. "Life will not be easy for you," he intoned gravely. "The outside world is a realm of hostility towards your kind. You are different in ways that common folks will never comprehend. To survive, you must master the arts of stealth, secrecy, and yourself. You must become shadow warriors, veiled in secrecy, never to be exposed to the eyes of the mundane world."
But as the group delved deeper into their experiences, a sense of unease began to settle among them. Eztli's expression shifted, her brow furrowed in confusion. "My nahual said it doesn't remember," she confessed, casting a shadow of uncertainty over the group. The revelation sparked concern among the others, as one by one, they admitted that their spirit animals too seemed to have forgotten.
Zacil frowned, "What do you mean they don't remember?"
"It said it doesn't remember," Eztli admitted.
Patli gasped, "Wait, what?"
Zacil listened intently to their concerns. "This isn't good," Patli remarked, her voice filled with apprehension. The group realized that something was amiss, that the bond between them and their spirit animals was faltering, threatening the balance of their inner selves.
