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Inca-Mair is an adventurer child who does not fear the danger. But something ties her heart in and the fear invades her whole body when she wakes up from a malignant and disturbing dream: her tribe and her siblings had been taken by the destruction of a demonic and merciless being.
It all goes worse when she finds out that her parents are missing right after going in search of food. The dream reapers in her mind and once again she fears for everybody's lives.
Against the Pajé´s (Shaman, in Tupi Guarani) request, she sets out to find her parents. Yet, she does not reckon that her siblings won´t just stand by and wait. Hidden from everyone, they follow her. But something is awaiting, entangled, just for the right moment to attack.
Waiting for the right instant to turn the girls dream into reality.
She does not know about it. Neither do them.
But the demon does. It smiles, appreciating the taste of victory that runs into its veins.
And they walk right into its direction.
Not knowing that was a huge mistake.
Maybe a fatal error.

The Daughter of the Sun and the Moon

How can it be so dark in here? The sun was way up high minutes ago! - Inca-Mair thought right after entering the woods.


She could see that it was still day. But she knew that at night it would be as dark as in her dream. She had to be fast and she was determined. She would find the right spot just like in her dream and look for her parents there. Then, they would go home safe, the three of them. Otherwise, she would run back to the tribe and talk to the Pajé. He surely would summon a group of search and rescue.


And there she went, walking for what it seemed an eternity, on the ways she knew they used to go hunting and even breaking new trails through the virgin forest sometimes. She knew it was close, she could feel it, like a premonition.  Throughout the whole course she was guided by this hunch. And having this thought in mind her heart steadfast and she prayed to the Gods not to find Sy and Paí tied into a tree. When she got to the right spot of the forest, the one from her dream, she faced the tree itself and her heart skipped a beat. They were not there. Nor here parents neither Abaçaí.


She decided to check around looking for some sign, anything, even if unnoticeable, any track of her parents. But i was vain. There was nothing there.


Inca-Mair was coming back to the tribe and she felt kind of relieved for not finding them in such horrible suffering in the hands of that demon. And then it appeared.


It had been observing her the whole time and now she could see it, completely see it. A creature a little higher than herself, face disfigured by fire, as if melted. And that red aura that contoured its whole body. It was stronger and more intense than in her dream.


Inca-Mair froze up. Her brain yeled ordering her body to run away, but her feet did not move.    She was sure the creature was real and that her nightmare could somehow come true. Images of the tribe and her siblings came to her mind and that gave her force to move. She started to run. Really fast. Was far from Abaçaí when her eyes met those of her brothers. She felt that the physical distance from Abaçaí meant nothing. She knew it could feel the boys presence too.


And so they did. They started running through the woods, right in front of the endyra, diving into bushes not yet touched by men, jumping over twigs of centennial trees in a forest that watched, quietly, that unbridled scape.


Inca-Mair took a shot glancing over the shoulders and saw the creature moving. It ran like an animal. Its four hoofs hit the ground like a heavy wolf would. Its mouth drooled from the top of each sharp tip of his fangs. Its eyes were scary shole green with no iris.


She aimed ahead again and follow the boys. They were sure they would scape and when they got to the tribe, Pajé would certainly help them fight the creature, but right after the next bush, their hope was over.


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