Fear

In the middle of the day, with the sun shining brightly.

- Again, stop yelling at me!

You could hear those screams coming from a remote house in a village hidden in the forest, in the center of Yauguru.

- Don't raise your voice to me again, you hear? I am your mother.

The boy was neither too tall nor too short, neither too stout nor too skinny, his brown hair reached his nose, his eyes were light brown, shining brightly, and he was wearing a coat made of bear hide and sheep's wool, with a plush hood.

- If it bothers you so much, get out of this house, you're good for nothing. Not even to sweep the dining room.

The boy just closed his eyes for several seconds, and ran out, passed through the living room and grabbed a hunting knife that were placed on a shelf, the mother did not get to see him he grabbed and let him go.

They were a family of hunters and gatherers, so they had many hunting weapons.

The boy ran and ran until he ran deep into the forest, tired of running without stopping he leaned against a big tree, and let himself fall to the ground, between tears he grabbed the knife with both hands by the handle, (the knife was made of stone and the handle was wrapped in leather) aiming it at his throat, he took courage, he squeezed his eyes with all his strength and with a push he took the knife to his throat.

There was no noise for a minute, until it is revealed that the boy did not achieve his goal, just stopped a millimeter from his chin, he was not able to do it, he was not able to end his own life, the boy began to cry inconsolably without stopping.

Until suddenly he heard a noise, leaves moving.

- Who is there?

shouted the boy pointing the knife towards the place where the noise came from, afraid that an animal would appear.

Her eyes were blurry from so many tears, she wiped them with her other hand but the tears wouldn't let up.

Suddenly... a rumbling sound was heard in the air, causing birds and birds flew all over the place, and it was heard....

-So you're afraid of me, heh. Hehe.

The boy managed to wipe his tears with his arm, rubbing himself with the wool of his coat.

-Who are you?

What the boy saw in front of him, a couple of meters away, he had a black cloak, more like a cloth that covered his whole body, he had a big hood covering his head, his face could not be seen because of the shadow, what he also saw was something coming out of his hand, it was a stick, no, it was a big stick, black, with silver lines, the stick reached from the ground to much higher than his head, and this guy was tall, he was about 2.30 meters tall, above his head, at the end of the stick, you could see the reflection of the sun, it was shining.

- ha,ha my eyes.

Said the boy while he covered his eyes with his bare hand, he tried to see between his fingers, until he finally focused, he could finally see, what he saw, it was, "Death".

...

'Death' there he was, silently watching without doing anything.

The boy lost his tears and regained his composure, he managed to rest his hand on the tree as a support to stand up, still with his knife pointing forward.

Death' had not moved a millimeter, just watched....

Branches were heard snapping in the distance, the boy turned his head in fright and when he looked back at the thing in front of him it had already vanished.

Soon three people arrived.

"You're all right, you're not hurt."

The boy could not speak, his lips trembled, his body trembled, the people who had arrived were, Mantras.

"The Soul escaped, tsk Carajó!"

Angrily shouted one of them, this one had white hair and was quite stocky. The others not so much, all three were dressed formally.

"Take the boy home, what's he doing here alone?"

"Yes sir."

One of the three was an informant.....

"Wait!"

Shouted the Mantra who had ordered the boy to be taken away.

"Bring him in, what's that? His fingers are..."

"You'd better take him to the temple..."

"As you say, sir."

Already in the temple, the lord was seated, he took off his glasses and put them on a table, in front of him was the boy also seated

"Listen kid, you can relax now, you are safe here, answer my question, what did you see there?"

"Rather, what was the shape of what you saw there?" "What did you see there?

The boy looked down at his feet, his back hunched over, squeezing his legs with his hands.

"What you saw was a demon, though I don't know whether to call it that because I don't believe a god exists."

Spoke the Mantra bluntly.

"I know it was upsetting what you went through but-"

"Shut up! What do you know, I just want to see my mom!"

Shouted the boy crying the tears disconsolately, Mantra just ducked his head, as if there was no more hope for the boy to answer his interrogation

"Listen, you don't have to be afraid, everything is fine, calm down."

Mantra stood up and went to him, raised his hand and placed it on the boy's shoulder.

The boy after a few minutes managed to calm down, Mantra had brought him food and water so Mantra offered him again.

"G,thank you."

He accepted the boy with his two hands grabbed the plate.

Mantra grabbed an apple and sat back in his chair taking a good bite.

"Now then, just tell me what you saw, don't pay attention to it, just sing to me like it was a dream."

The boy nodded his head as he choked on his food

"What I saw was a lord"

"Mm, tell me more"

"The lord was tall, he was wearing a cloak and hood so I don't know if it was a lord, maybe it could have been a lady"

"Ha and..."

"And what? What happened?

"And what scared me the most was that he was bringing a .... Scythe"

The Mantra upon hearing this only laughed, showing his white teeth.

"Visit, it wasn't that hard to tell you."

"Who was it Sir?"

"Ha, with you being curious, well, since you saw her with your own eyes I'll indulge you, what you saw was a Soul, specifically, you saw 'Death'.

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