The Strangers
The house was in front of a beach. Lonely beach with white sands and gentle waves.
The morning sun broke into a thousand colors on the waves.
The house was the resting place of the family. In the background, had an exotic park where living trees, birds, herbs, flowers. The green was interrupted by songs, colors, perfumes and fluttering.
Mary walked along the coast accompanied by two dogs. Happen at home alone for two days because the others had gone to the city.
The dogs barked and Mary lifted her gaze to the sea. He saw a strange craft a few hundred yards of sand. I had never seen such a thing was like a large wooden raft. Thick trunks emerged from the bowels of the boat. He had no candles. The waves came closer and closer to the coast until it dragged on the sand and ran aground a short distance from her.
The boat carrying a group of people diverse in age and sex. Mary saw strong men, elderly and long white beards, women and children. They wore rough clothes, mixed with plant fibers and a long leather coats.
Mary felt more astonishment than fear. These people began to fall, walked to the girl groups. The dogs stopped barking.
The first approach was a mother with a child in her arms and showing signs of weakening. The woman's gaze fell upon the eyes of Mary and instilled tranquility.
wore an incomprehensible language. Strangers, nor understood the girl. An old man came and used a magical set of signs. Mary was able to understand several things: they came from afar, had lost their way, they were hungry and thirsty, were confused. These beings are like from another time and another place, "mused the girl. He noted their artifacts, their gestures, their eyes, everything was new, never seen. It seemed to dream. But it was very balanced, never doubted that what he saw was real.
The old man and the girl engaged in a dialogue of gesture and was regarded as if they had known a lifetime.
Mary led the group home. Ripped off and received some food left in the cupboard. Nobody was afraid.
But who were they?, Where did they come?. Mary wanted to know. While it was an architect, liked astronomy. So turned to his computer, his maps and all that could guide the elderly. He had no difficulty in understanding what he was shown, she realized that these signs represent spaces, could know what land and what accounted for, seas. But I could not navigate. Mary used a representation of the sky that kept on your computer. The old man recognized stars with whom he always was oriented at night in the sea.
While this was happening, the children ran and played with the objects of an alien world. Their mothers watched them smiling. We also watched them and men discussed everything and looking for her secret.
The hours had passed while the old man and the architect tried to locate the place of origin. One man came and spoke to the elder. He advised the young woman who had to find food and they could only look at the sea and vegetation surrounding the house. Mary nodded. Two hours later, they had fish, fruits, roots and other food products. Through the old man learned that men and women were ready to cook. We had to teach the use of dishes, turning on the electric stove and other rituals of civilization. Surprisingly, they learned it all with incredible ease.
Old Man and Mary continued to search for the lost island. At that point, there was no doubt who lived in the sea in a small space that was never seen by the English or any sailor to the XXI century.
The island life passed in peace and harmony, something like Thomas More's Utopia.
The dinner was ready. There he told stories of life in Maria Island and explained how people lived in modern society and tech. Her house had sufficient evidence to demonstrate the technology: television, electricity, telephone, computers, radio, music players. All looked with curiosity, but showed signs of surprise or fear. He had created an atmosphere of understanding and trust. Those strangers do not know the crime or cruelty or selfishness. Transferred to the host its principles and lifestyle. That explains the quiet confidence and showing.
Then came the large patio and began to sing and dance. The song filled the air and bounced on the waves. It was a harmonious singing and sweet, but, at times, acquired the force of a cosmic hymn. All danced, and in rounds, and forming original figures. They moved with such synchronicity that seemed a single body in dance. The full moon gave dancing shadows on the sandy courtyard.
Someone reached out and, without much awareness, she was involved in the rhythm and melody of strangers. You could tell they were accustomed to dance together. Mary concluded that joined for various activities, so the boat was carrying people as diverse in age and gender. His organization would be supported by solidarity and love.
The girl managed to find them places to sleep, did not have much problem because they were accustomed to sleeping outdoors.
She continued with the old man looking for the lost island. The sky map was very helpful, she was getting information: the place was in the southern hemisphere, there was no other land nearby, outsiders were unaware of other men inhabiting other lands, the world was confined to his island, the surrounding sea and the vast sky that appeared in the night.
returned the next day the rest of the family. Strangers had to leave before six o'clock. Otherwise it would be a scandal. The father would communicate with the government, the house would be filled with police ists, and curious. Perhaps outsiders lead to a psychiatric hospital or a hospice. Would know a world indifferent and ruthless, lose their original innocence. The old man understood the anxiety of the young.
They went to rest awhile. Mary did not sleep, that magic actually flooded with feelings. I felt a great admiration for these creatures, they had won their affection, even a slight envy nested in his heart.
The hostess heard footsteps coming up stairs, was the elder. Breakfasted and resumed their search: An ocean current had shifted and lost in the sea. Your boat had no items to retake the course, lacked any element compass orientation, contacts were the stars, but the sky had been overcast for several days. Mary knew it consulted a number of meteorological stations. I had already searched a lot of information in books, maps, Internet. Never asked for the island, but their intelligence and contributions of the old man allowed to draw conclusions regarding its possible location.
The raft required certain repairs, the men did very quickly.
Mary rested his chin in his hand and began to remember his life story: his childhood, the love of his family, his success as a college student, his career as an architect who already stood out as bright, their projects. He imagined the family that formed soon, the children should have, the love of her future husband, the wedding party, travel, the buildings would design. Stark contrast to what was going through. Why he was so attached to these strangers? Would losing the sense of reality?
The old man drew from these thoughts to announce that everything was ready.
All left to gather food, gave them the little girl he found in the cupboard as candy, cookies and some sausages made by their parents.
Gave a compass and some maps to the elderly.
women and some teenagers had prepared lunch. While they ate, there was an expression of celebration in every face. The eyes had more warmth, his hands seemed to caress everything they touched.
At four in the afternoon, started walking in silence towards the raft. Rose women, children and the elderly. Mary entered the water, hit the raft. The burly men pushed the boat still crawling on the sand. Finally, he began to float, gently swaying. Mary set foot on the ladder, the old man took her hand, read his intent through clear eyes. But, making it fall gently away, paddles hard fought and the raft picked up speed. Aurora
Martino
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