Kepa and Maite walked down the passenger boarding bridge, hand in hand, as they debarked in New York City. The last week had been a blur. After their encounter with Marina, they had almost completely forgotten about the zatiak as they had been in a frenzy to finalize their preparations for their trip. The flight […]
“Bai,” replied Ainhoa. “Zer nahi duzue?” Maite looked at Kepa with uncertain eyes before returning her gaze to Ainhoa. “Ummm,” she began. “Actually, I was hoping to talk to Marina.” “Nor?” asked Ainhoa when suddenly her eyes flashed, changing from Ainhoa’s dark brown to the green they recognized from their earlier encounter with Marina. “Marina?” […]
It was late at night. Kepa and Maite sat together on a bench in the town’s plaza. Koldo, Itxaso, Xanti, and Ainhoa had pulled up chairs from the tables at the Herriko Taberna. Kepa took a sip of his kalimotxo. “When do you leave for the States?” asked Itxaso. While Kepa and Maite saw Koldo […]
“Ok, Marina,” said Maite as she and Kepa walked back to their mysterious new friend, hand in hand. “What now?” “Are you going to help me?” asked Marina warily. “Bai, noski!” answered Kepa, the excitement clear in his voice. “Tell us what we need to do.” “Eskerrik asko!” replied Marina, a smile dancing on her […]
“Wow,” whispered Kepa as he reached his hand out, his finger extended, moving to touch one of the zatiak. “Hold on!” exclaimed Maite as she grabbed Kepa’s hand and pulled him away. “We’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere,” she said to Marina as she pulled Kepa down the path to talk in private. “What […]
“So,” mused Kepa as he stared at the sky, “that thing he was holding, that de Lancre put in that box, was one of these zatiak, one of your pieces of magic.” “Bai,” answered Marina. “And we got in the way. We stopped you from stopping him.” Kepa turned to face Marina. “Sentizen dut. I’m […]
“Wow,” said Kepa. “That’s amazing!” Maite glared at him. “You believe all of this? None of this is even possible. Magical stones thrown through time? An evil French judge trying to collect them?” She turned to Marina. “Why would he come here, to the Basque Country, in the first place?” Marina gave a wan smile. […]
“Anyways,” continued Marina, “I was alone. I couldn’t go back to my home, since the other villagers were always watching, afraid that some new evil would rise from it. At one point, the fear became so great that they burned it down. I made a new home in the woods, but those that needed help, […]
“Like I said,” began Marina, “I was born in 1583, in a small village in Lapurdi called Sara — the French call it Sare. It’s just across the border from…” “Zugarramurdi,” interrupted Kepa. “I’ve been there. It’s a cool little town.” Maite just shook her head at him. “Yes,” continued Marina. “My parents lived in […]
Kepa and Maite helped Ainhoa to her feet and guided her to a nearby rock where she sat shivering. “Zer… Nola… Nor…?” stuttered Kepa. “What the hell just happened?” interrupted Maite. “We walked through that mountain,” added Kepa. “That’s not possible.” “And that room?” added Maite. “How did it just disappear like that? Who was […]
