The Awakening of the ELEMENTS: The Fury of Fire

The Awakening

of theELEMENTS

The fury of fire

Milagros Rodriguez Rosario

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Introduction

Always been a visionary since the first years of my life. Unfortunately, I was born into a poor family. My mother loved me very much, but just as money does not buy love, love does not buy food. Yes, blessed to have a wonderful mother unfortunately she was poor. You see when you are poor, things are harder to get, no matter how much meditation, mindfulness or being present and being positive, trying to make investments, trying to be the best at your job, when hunger comes, especially when you're a child, all reasoning goes away, if you're a good parent you get even more desperate because you can't provide for them. For as long as I can remember, when I was 4 years old, my mind traveled a lot. When I was 7 years old, I started writing; I was flattered by my mother to be forgotten within seconds due to the responsibility of work, so I decided to write a unique book inspired at 8 years old by nature and animals plus all the magic I saw in them.

As time went by and my worries increased, I forgot my passion for writing. Many years passed, and I always kept my first notebook as a treasure where I wrote my story; for me, it was always and is my pride. When I became pregnant with my first child, I named Einel as the doctor of my story; my second son was named after the son of the doctor in my story, Eniel; my third son, named Exiel, appears in the continuation of the story One night, I was watching my children, and I felt that no matter how hard I worked, I didn't feel passionate about what I was doing, neither see financial progress. I decided to talk to my beloved man and stepfather to my children, about the story, he advised me more, and he found it interesting, which filled me even more with motivation, so I decided to rewrite it to add more content.

Dedicating this book to my children Einel, Eniel, and Exiel for always making me smile, filling me with love, give me the strength to be a better and empowered woman every day. I also want to dedicate this book to myself for never giving up in the face of adversity, pain, and loneliness, but most of all, I never want to let everything bad extinguish the flame of my imagination and the beauty of my spirit.

I hope you adore this story full of intrigue, suspense, and adrenaline, with constant action, mystery, and without missing a perfect amount of romance, and support this simple woman who just wants to progress to give a better future to my children since I will never be able to travel to the past and give it to me.

With love,

Milagros Rodríguez Rosario. Author.

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The universe is immensely gigantic. In it is the planet Earth, this planet with many wonders, in the distance from the universe, it looks like a blue and white sphere which seems to be untouchable for its beauty, up close you do not stop being fascinated starting with its crystal-clear waters, burning magma, solid lands, and its purified air. These wonders are the main elements of planet Earth; together, they carry the perfect balance to keep planet Earth in perfect balance and prevent it from being destroyed.

Each element has an essence since planet Earth carries Spirit. For many centuries, they carried out in perfect order the coexistence between elements, the Spirit, and the living beings that inhabit them, since at times when the living beings of planet Earth became a threat to the Spirit with their actions, certain elements woke up destroying everything in their path. As time passed, planet Earth bloomed again and filled with new living beings, along with the few who survived the fury of the elements.

The animals ran free through the lands and forests; they came to interact with the most recent new species, better known as the human being. The human was developing his capacity for knowledge, and this gave him access to the energetic system of the body. Humans used wisely the sustenance of planet Earth; they had no ties or worries, nothing was missing, and the planet Earth had fruits, vegetables, and water.

Everything changed, and with great power comes an immense responsibility; the human being began to exercise authority over the other living beings on the planet, and greed and laziness began to abound, creating separations between human beings, animals, and nature.

Greed poisoned many; some took over parts of the earth, causing them to cut down trees for the first time to create different places to sleep when they had never needed it. When the first trees were cut down, the Spirit of planet Earth trembled in pain. The fire element awoke, its fury was intensely provoked, planet Earth began to tremble, and all living beings on planet Earth began to run, trying to find safe places to overcome the intense tremor that continued to shake planet Earth. As the fire element left the center of the earth to the surface, planet Earth suffered from an incessant tremor. The fire element came out of one of the pores of the earth, creating a strong eruption of lava, rocks, and gases; the fire element has the shape of a female figure with long metallic hair, eyes full of magma cinnamon skin, walking through the lava, which stopped her from a distance, approached the cut trees. Human beings watched with eyes full of horror; they couldn't believe what was happening, and sounds didn't come from their lips.

The fire element turned its gaze, and, full of amazement, it saw the human being; it could not believe that the next evolution was created so similar to its appearance; this filled its thoughts with many questions; it had never seen a creation of the Spirit so similar to us the elements. In his amazement, even his fury did not cease, and he began to burn the humans with the fire coming from his hands. While burning the humans one by one, the Spirit began to suffer again; the fire element in its fury continued to burn the humans even when they tried to run or hide; the skin of the humans seemed to disappear from such intense fire, many of them had reached the bones, at least their suffering was not prolonged, for his life was quickly ended.

The earth element could feel the agonizing pain of the Spirit; it began to head in the direction of the fire element, and the foundations of planet Earth were detached, creating large and distant separations between large portions of Earth. Rising from the earth to the surface, the earth element approaches Zajira, the element of fire:

"Enough is enough.

Zajira stops when he sees that it is Ziziarel, the earth element. The few humans left alive in that area screamed, cried, and begged for mercy. Ziziarel looks at the human and is struck by the majestic creation of the Spirit, full of love for the human being. Ziziarel asks Zajira to stop. Ziziarel was masculine in appearance, with deep brown eyes like earth, long dark hair with earth roots, dark skin, and a muscular body. Zajira tells him:

"Stop, if these despicable humans are the reason why the Spirit is being affected, better go back to the piece of land you came from and let me restore order as we have always done.

Ziziarel said:

"I remind you that I have never agreed with your incessant destruction every time creation does something of your displeasure.

My displeasure, don't you feel the Spirit? It is our duty to keep the Spirit from rising, Zajira said.

Ziziarel replies:

"I have never intervened, but when I saw this new species, I was fascinated; besides, don't you think that the Spirit is sending us a signal to find another method of intervention?

Zajira says:

Your mercy makes me sick; what more knowledge could they need if we have provided them with everything they need for survival and knowledge? Please step aside and let me eliminate them all.

Ziziarel said:

"Your actions have hurt the Spirit in the same way that human beings have.

Zajira in horror looks at Ziziarel:

"My actions hurt the Spirit. I have to restore the balance, but it can't be.

 Zajira, holding her metallic hair with her hands, began to walk in the direction of the opening she had created; once at the top of her creation, she called it a volcano; in a loud and shouted tone of voice, Zajira said: 

"Let this thing that I have called a volcano be a reminder that each of your actions against planet Earth will have consequences that will be remembered. 

From there, Zajira screamed, and around the entire earth opened more entrances connected directly to her magma, and volcanoes around planet Earth emerged. Zajira returned to the center of the Earth, where her fire was.  

Ziziarel helped the remaining humans in that area by having fruits born from the earth and letting the earth immediately consume the remains of the dead humans. Ziziarel was enchanted with humans, he kept staring at them as he unified with the earth. 

Aont was struggling with his inner thoughts; he belonged to a very distant tribe, and only rumors came about what happened; some took it as legends to provoke fear. Aont didn't give it importance; only his mind kept talking. Apparently, his mind wanted to control him. 

These trees should only be mine. Why sleep under a roof of leaves when it could be made of wood or something else? I don't want to have to look for my food; I want someone else to look for it for me and give it to my hands. But what does it matter if animals suffer? I just want to satiate my boredom, but I should. What would happen if others disagreed with me? What would I have to lose if I tried? Should I speak it, or should I not speak it. Aont began to walk through the forest, and as he walked, he observed from side to side the trees and different animals that surrounded him; while walking in his mind, he struggled: Why do these suffocating and incorrect desires continue to invade my good thoughts? Aont continued walking towards one of the lakes where he was very sure he would find his friend. 

Almost reaching the lake, he begins to walk slowly, trying to remain silent while moving with his hands some branches that give visibility to the lake; Aont wanted to see who was in the lake without being discovered. He is filled with happiness to see that his friend Zichh is sitting on a rock looking in the direction of the crystal-clear water of the lake; on his right side, he can see that Zajia is collecting rocks very close to Zichh. Aont becomes anxious, decides to take a deep breath, and says to himself:

I don't have to be nervous. I won’t, do, and I haven't done anything wrong.

Determined, he decides to leave the trees slowly in the direction of the lake as if nothing was going through his mind. I have to find the most subtle and quickest way to get Zajia to leave his side, he thought. Aont shouts:

Zichh, I hope my presence is not superfluous!

Never, dear friend, come and enjoy the lake with us! Zichh replied cheerfully, looking at where his friend was.

Still sitting on the stone, he extended his arms as Aont was close and extended his arms, both hugged in a short way with a slight tap on the back saying at the same time.

Friend.

Aont immediately wanted to have control of the moment without hesitation:

"The lake looks very tempting; let's go for a dive.

"Sure, let's go.

As they walked away from the stone, Zajia was still close; she felt annoyed and quickly approached Zichh:

"Ammm, Zichh, I thought this was going to be our day of sharing alone. Zajia tried hard to maintain a low, subtle tone of voice.

Aont comes forward to respond in a warm tone:

"I didn't mean to bother, but this is the stuff of old friends; I don't think you're going to be so selfish as to prevent it.

Zajia begins to feel her blood navigating her body at a rapid speed and even begins to sweat; she could not have the same subtle speech, and her tone of voice was more intense:

I wasn't talking to you, so I don't see why you have to answer. Besides, you didn't even say hello to me when you arrived.

Zichh steps forward, in an affirmative tone, looking at Zajia:

You'll be the woman who makes my sunsets shine, but that doesn't give you the right to talk to Aont like that, so disrespectful, apologize now.

I have nothing to apologize for; on the contrary, I can't believe that you are going to treat me this way. Zajia turns to look at Aont: And what the hell happened to you?" You had never expressed yourself to me in such an arrogant way.

Aont remains silent, and his mind begins to speak to him: Wow, this is going better than I expected; I think I should stay quiet, ha, ha, ha. Zichh notices that Aont is not responding, which makes him angry with Zajia:

Zajia, that's enough; I'm not going to listen to how you try to continue humiliating and turning things against Aont. Zichh turns his head to look at Aont, Let's go, she'll come to her senses."

Zajia was stunned with her mouth half-open in amazement. 

Aont answers:

Very well, into the water.

They run away, and once in front of the lake, they jump, falling together into the water. Zajia, still surprised, only feeling rage accumulating in every organ of her body, she bent over to pick up all the rocks that she could hold with her hands. Her hands not being big she only managed to pick up six rocks, she ran unscrupulously to the shore of the lake, she shouted: "You idiot! Meanwhile, she was throwing the rocks in the direction of Aont.

Watching the rocks fall near them, they began to swim even faster and farther; they both shouted:

You're crazy! "While they were laughing.

In a way, they thought it was a bit comical; they continued swimming until they came out on the other side of the lake, agitated and a little short of breath from having swum so much. Zajia, still suffocated in anger, couldn't believe that none of the stones managed to hit Aont. With a lowered head, saddened, still angry, she went for a walk back to the forest. Aont, nervous, he managed to disguise in excellence all emotions:

Hey, Zichh, I'd like to tell you an idea; if you don't like it, please give me your word that you won't change with me; instead, if you like it, you'll help me achieve it; what do you say?

Zichh looks at him while smiling doubtfully:

"Oh, my friend, you talk as if it were life or death, heh, heh, heh; but you know I won't be angry, so go on, tell me what's on your mind since you've got me anxious to know.

Okay, don't worry, I happened to be thinking and talking to myself, you know what?

Zichh is even more curious than ever:

"I have no idea, so tell me.

"We are two of the best hunters in the group; we bring more food, we try harder, and all this for what? Because for others to have a better time than you and me, the only thing they thank us for is thanks; I'm not saying it's bad, but it's not enough, and we are even disrespected by your beloved Zajia.

Zichh stops, takes a deep breath three times, and looks at Aont very seriously:

And where or what exactly are you trying to tell me?

In a somewhat exalted affirmative tone:

Isn't it obvious we deserve more?

But more of what? Zichh replies while in utter confusion, running his hand over his forehead.

Well, more respect, better things, that they treat us like the owners of the place, prepare our meals, clothes, better places to sleep, and even the women we want to choose, starting with the beautiful ones.

Zichh is somewhat confused, as he cannot imagine what life would be like differently, in the way his friend has just introduced him, still uncertain.

"You're crazy; you've lost your sanity. His voice was low and unconvincing.

Aont takes Zichh by the shoulders and gives him a small shake:

Do you think so? Well, something tells me that you are not convinced with your own words, and you like my idea very much, so come on, what do we have to lose?

Zichh abruptly removes Aont's hands from his body and begins to walk side by side, thinking.

"If I were to accept how we would accomplish all this, it's not like the people in the village would be in total agreement with our demands for superiority.

Aont puts both hands on his waist and looks up at Heaven:

Don't worry, I have already thought about that. I also have a solution; you just relax. Let's sit down, and I'll explain everything to you.

Zichh pauses, still wanting to keep moving, but inside, he felt joy at the thought of being in charge of everything around him:

"Aaah, come on, let's sit down right here; we have to discuss this interesting plan. Aont sits down with a smile. So, do I have your full support?

You said it, Aont, we're the best, but you're my friend. I think it's a yes.

Aont looks at him as his mind dictates many thoughts again: This is going to be easier than I thought he, heh, heh.

On the other side of the forest walked Zajia sobbing, annoyed, in pain that was reflected in her chest, this pain came from a deeper place caused by Zichh's rejection. Zajia is one of the few women who can be in contact with animals, there were men who also have this ability. Those aren't the only skills found in the village. The village consists of approximately 1,890 humans, since at death or birth, this number is interrupted.

Zajia contributes a lot of knowledge to her family and village thanks to her dedication and ability to communicate with animals. She studies, pursues, and gains the trust of certain animals and insects, respectfully catches some to educate the people of the village and even learn of their wonderful benefits, educates about the dangers of some poisons, how to trap them, tame them to create pets, work tools or evade them. The love for animals is great in Zajia. All the uses of animals on her part and her students are without