LA XANA
De Asturias and Leon mythology liked Xanas. Nice name for a sylph, nymph, nymph or fairy, anything could be and now is the looked only to find the famous gorge of Xanas both thought to contemplate. Gustavo, her best friend, Oviedo stayed at the home of his cousin in the street Uriah, with a phenomenal febrón waiting for the doctor's visit. He had to move on.
college classes did not begin until October and we were more than fifteen days off. Everything was prepared and updated. Only had to wait, so he accepted the trip to Asturias in the company of his friend Gustavo. I needed distraction, aired, and said his mother. After the disappointment he had with Craig was necessary to find something to put an interest. Had been two years of courtship and were pretty even proposed to marry once the race and expected to complete this course with enthusiasm, was the last, however, everything went to hell. For a simplicity, a misunderstanding that could not fix ... or did not want to fix. Well that did not matter. The truth was that this little trip to Asturias him good. He was soaking
travel well, it seemed attractive that way through the gorge of the Xanas when his friend explained and accepted. But now, Gustavo gripazo had taken a championship and he looked only to start that journey. Well, not going to happen no big deal, it was not the first time I walked alone into the world again.
Saturday came early in the morning ready to make the journey and return the next day or, if he was bored, on the same day evening. He had been told, the trip was made within hours. Farewell to Gustavo
made the night before because she left early in the morning and would not wake him. So I went for his car parked in the garage of the house of his friend's cousin and left, but enthusiastic if happy enough to take the motorway A-63 from where they come up Trubia. After crossing the bridge over the river Nalón took the AS-228, according to the data indicated that there taken to the trip to the villages of buseca and Tenebreo. They also found the car where he left his vehicle recommended for walking the rest of the road. He took the road up to Tenebreo where about 250 meters there is a marked upward path by a slab of stone that reads: THE GORGE xanas. Since it was unusual and a feeling of anxiety was surprised. I did not know why that route was causing so much interest.
began his ascent was not painful, it was soft enough to let your mind free as he walked through the rocky walls of the gorge, watching the small woods in autumn.
As I walked in silence listening to the beautiful sound of nature, Daniel evoked his life. He had no complaint of fate. It was what could be called "a good boy." Educated in good schools and colleges, came to the University without academic failure, he met Christine, a girl with long blond hair who looked after with care and eye color of the water in summer when the sun shone green lakes of Asturias. They hit, they got engaged and after two years almost true of life in common as both rented a small apartment where they lived during the months that lasted the course at the University located in this small town, she began to be intrusive, unpleasant , nag. Everything seemed wrong, until, one day, he did not wish to continue the relationship. He was going abroad to live "life." Daniel that foot out of bank, left stunned, not knowing where you came the cake as he used to say when, days later he explained the events to his friend Gustavo. Do not know why, so beautiful that relationship had been broken. I could not understand.
all happened when he began his curiosity for the study of mythology of the Asturian-Leonese Xanas. He bought books. Taking data from web pages. Do not know why, those characters of legend, he was attracted and when told Cristina that Gustavo had spoken on the Xanas Gorge where you could make a beautiful route between the nature of the Asturian mountains and was determined to do it, when he began his change of character, his anger and final rupture. I never understood.
As I reflected on all events, walking trails, covered with leaves, going through tunnels dug into the mountain, discovering hidden caves and could see the river from the heights of Mt.
Going through the last tunnel, he found the chestnut forest. The colors of autumn, gave a special light to all environment. Leaves between brownish, yellow and red, is lit from the branches like nineteenth-century ladies bright umbrellas in the atmosphere of litter in which they wrapped their feet, while the view is rising to the tops, some higher than others to admire lush beauty. The river was now at its height, and could cool off in his side. As he rested his hands between the sparkling waters and listened to their sound on the stones of the fund, he wondered whether there might be one of the Xanas much loved by him. Were the nymphs of the river, leaving at night when the summer begins, sit on a stone near the river and its golden comb combing her long hair gold as they sing their songs magic that can only hear a few privileged. They say that tonight is that disappointment to find their treasures but beware the golden comb because it can kill. When they have their Xaninos, legend has it they can exchange them for newborn human babies so that mothers breastfeed and then be baptized. Daniel analyzing beautiful legends sitting next to that river surrounded by chestnut, hazel, ash, linden, maples, beeches and elms, besides the "oaks" as they call in the mighty oaks Asturias. Some
fed swimming in the water in a ethereal ballerina dance between dipped and dived, causing envy ease of movement as it became one with the river. " And he looked at the banks, among the lower branches of trees, the rocks nearby and listened to if he could see or hear the song of a beautiful Xana.
After a while he filled his spirit rest in the serenity found only in the solitude of the high mountains, he continued his journey and after crossing a wooden bridge crossing the river, reached Pedroveya Council which, together with Ermita, is the "Texo", the sacred tree of the Celts. Tall, strong, with its dark green, ancient and magical. Again according to legend, the "Texo" represents a link with Celtic peoples land. Is the tree of life and death because their venom Astures warriors committed suicide before being defeated and falling into slavery. Celtic Druids were
magic wand with branches and sticks texo divined the future. It is known that the best bows arrows and axes were made of timber and still today use the "taxol", product extracted from the supplied text, such as medicine to heal certain types of cancer.
And following tradition, the Celts believed that the roots of the texts written reached the mouths of the dead and so he joined the life and death in a magic circle and sacred.
After playing in his mind all these observations read in books and pamphlets on Xanas and Texos, Daniel went to the tree. Surrounded him, joined him and mentally as he had read, decided to make a wish to Texo centenary and magical. He extended his left hand resting on the trunk and right with a closed fist so that the energy of texo not escape on his chest, closed his eyes and asked the desire ... "Texo magic, give me love Cristina ... "
made his way back faster than he had invested in the round when he arrived in Oviedo, an unusual rush back home forced him to leave quickly. Gustavo had improved but still retained a grade fever and night after brief explanations, Daniel left his friend to wish him a speedy recovery. Will meet again at the university.
At home waiting for him a few letters received in his absence, including a package in which he acknowledged the letter of Cristina. He opened with a speed diligent desire to remember the order the magic tree, but in the package, no letter, no letter in any role, only a small box contained inside a beautiful golden comb. - Magda.
