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JUAN FRANCISCO BLANCO
“If we go up there and check the city of Dómpu out we will
need to leave Mahucutah with the sailboats to protect them
from harm. We need them to be in good shape when we return.
How long do you think we will be gone?” Bardala wanted to
know.
“At least overnight, we should plan on camping up there for
several nights. Pack supplies for at least four days. It looks like
we will need our horses and little Lentito,” Tital said thinking out
loud.
“If we had the horses, I could get more practice riding before
our big trip to your home planet,” Lena told Tital. “Jonathan, can
help me, I want to be a good rider before the horse roundup.”
“Yes, we do need them here with us to use. Mahucutah, will
you please summon our horses and Lentito?”
“Yes, of course, I will have them appear soon.” Mahucutah
said as he walked a short distance down the beach. He waved his
arms above his head and spoke a chant in an unknown, strange
language. An Otherworldly mist began to appear in front of him
and running out came the horses one right after another with
Lentito the last to appear. Centella’s colt was much larger now,
large enough for Kuó to ride him. The horses were quickly
caught, and the supplies from the boat secured on Lentito’s back.
Within an hour the group of riders were mounted on their horses
and ready to go exploring what Ronú called, the Lost City of
Dómpu.
“Mahucutah, we will return as soon as we can. I have a
feeling this ancient city holds some secrets we need to examine
closely. Guard our boats well,” Tital said while Centella pranced
around on the beach, glad to have her owner riding on her back
once more. “Jonathan, take a bearing on the pyramid from here