I Take You With Me

 

... One godless nyghte during the horryde winter of 1976, in the rawest cold of the Galician mountains, a small-old woman whose name got lost in the fogs of time and memory, she was taken away by her owner, the Devil.

Because she was a witch, and many many many years ago she sold her soule, and then Lucifer Taxator came one godless nyghte to claim her complete: "I Take You With Me", he said -in Galician-, and sucked her vital juices leaving her totally dry and cadaveric, but still alive.

Then, with atrocious tenderness, he enshrined her in saliva, food, infernal love, and spiderwebs: it was called her soul abduction ceremony.

The nyghte was passing by when the Devil took her hand and led her to a gate through bloodstained mirrors: the small, lost witch walked by the huge hand of her master with little steps, her body all wrapped like a bicho canasto, in a sad march toward the forgotten depths of nowhere... 

Desensitized without eyes but still alive the poor thing! Seeing those corridors anointed with gold honey getting more and more infernal, as the descent is deeper and the impious winds more and more sibilant.

With her little feet she walks, toward the most nefand halls, dried like a Theban mummy, taken by the Devil her godfather, pobriña... pobriña!

One godless nyghte during the horryde winter of 1976, in the rawest cold of the Galician mountains, a small-old woman whose name got lost in the fogs of time and memory, she was taken away by her owner, the Devil.