Village Passion

New Month New Series of Short Stories....
This Month My Goal is to write 500 Word Short stories....Enjoy!!

The cool midst of the torrential rains was still settling when Hector decided to go for an evening stroll. Finally the rain had stopped, but the water it left behind was far from receding. Hector could no longer watch the mudslides continue to flow through his village. Brown, gooey sludge was not as becoming as the green hillside he had grown accustomed to seeing. He wondered if there was a way to escape this dreariness. Finally he made it to a path that was frequently traveled. Each step he took, his feet gained weight from the thickened mud in the valley. "Hector!" He heard a faint voice call his name. He turned and looked up the hill and there she stood the village mystic. She beckoned for Hector to come near. Hector acknowledged her then began to make his way toward her. His heart pounded swiftly and he started perspiring profusely as his stomach started to turn in knots.

Alissa always made him nervous. She was the most beautiful lady in the village, in his eyes. She was often quiet and kept to herself, but when she needed to speak she did so boldly. Most of the commoners did not like Alissa because she was daring and wild. She dressed in fitted clothing and adorned herself with fine jewels and metals. Her hair was often braided and styled according to her mood it seemed. Alissa had come to Peru as a teenager and immediately became an outcast. She was known as the uno salvaje (wild one). Hector had grown fond of her but never told her. He wanted to be her man, but his confidence hadn’t allowed him. Soon he would brave the quest and show forth his love.

"Alissa Hi, what are you doing here? I thought you left a long time ago." Hector spoke with concern and confusion. Alissa replied, "Yes, Hector I did leave and then I realized I left something behind. My mother gave me this box that I swore to always keep up with and well now it seems to be lost," 'Lost?" Hector asked with a puzzled look. "Yes, will you help me find it?" Hector shook his head in dismay as he slowly responded. "I don't know Alissa I was just trying to leave. I can't bear to see the village like this it's so depressing." Hector knew Alissa wouldn’t take no for an answer but he figured he would try. Alissa looked him dead in his eyes as she replied, “Hector, I have to get that box! I know a path we can take that’s a roundabout way. We can miss all the sludge, ok?”

Hector seemed satisfied with her answer so he nodded yes and followed Alissa as she led the way. When they reached Alissa’s hut it was ablaze. Hector ran towards the flames, but Alissa stopped him! She yelled, “Hector no, its ok! We’ll get it after the fire. No worries.” Hector smiled then grabbed her hand and kissed it.  Alissa Blushed.
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