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Im not Eve, my name is Lilith

Im not Eve, my name is Lilith

Eduardo R. Garca

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Im not Eve, my name is Lilith

Primera edicin: febrero 2018

ISBN: 9788417382339
ISBN eBook: 9788417426408

del texto:

Eduardo R. Garca

de esta edicin:

, 2018

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For you, woman, for being the greatest
expression of art that someone created.

The bible is not a history book

Pope Saint John Paul II.

The hardest thing for me has been
to continue believing in the midst of doubts

Mother Maria Teresa of Calcutta

True faith is the one that crosses
through the dark tunnel of doubt

Soren Aabye Kierkegaard.

Be the change you want to see in the world

Mahatma Gandhi.

And God made man in his image, in the image of God he made him: male and female he made them

Genesis 1:27

Prologue

When the void is agony and the whole doesnt exist, you realize that to go back to the beginning to reach the end, is a hard work impossible to execute, if I dont get carried away by that strange being that penetrated me the other night in the Dead Sea.

Joseph could scarcely deny me anything. Abraham's lifeless body, mutilated, revealed that Eve was gone. There, all naked, painfully beautiful and with flares sprouting from her pubis, Lilith made him hers.

I am better than before she whispered.

I dont know what you are talking about, but dont stop.

Sitting on him and giving him such lewd pleasure, she opened her wings, as if she were the most beautiful peacock. She changed the colour of her eyes, looking directly at the eyes of the footballer.

Offsprings of Eden, descendants of it. I am back to fulfil my promise. I am the Demons wife, the unmentionable, the first woman of Adam. I am a woman and a demon, the demon of desire. The woman, who introduces herself into the lustful dreams. The unsubmissive woman, the demon of Freedom. I will be the mirror of your fears.

After snatching Joseph's life, the beautiful fire demon covered her sinful body with a neat green dress. She looked at her in the mirror, realizing that the contrast between Eve's clothes and her daring appearance made her look even more attractive. She painted her fleshy red lips and left the room, quietly, ready to find a new son of Adam. Her Vendetta would be unstoppable.

In just a few hours, more than two hundred boys were killed. That was only two days of suffering, not enough. Her punishment would not end until the last descendant of Eden had paid with his life. Then, she will stop, willing even to kill as many daughters of Eve as necessary, if they dont join her.

Senoy, Sansenoy, Semangelof, where are you now? Why don't you keep your promise to protect them? A new lie, I don't know why I am wondering. You and all that lineage of entourages do nothing but give fear. You give as much pain as you can create. You take revenge with atrocious punishments when one of your creatures makes use of its own freedom, which has been bestowed by yourselves; and am I the punished, the wicked, the silenced in the true history of her murky creation? I wont stop until I avenge the death of every one of my sons; those little pieces of me that you take to use your superiority. Now, the sons of Adam will die and the daughters of Eve will finally know it.

Chapter I.
The camp, the Dead Sea

The alarm rang at five o clock in the morning. The journey began. I stretched out a few minutes before I got out of bed. I looked through the window, it was still dark. I went straight to the bathroom and came downstairs to the kitchen to make coffee. Nothing seemed to foreshadow that today would be the last normal morning of the rest of my life.

My name is Eve, or that I thought. I am 19 years old and I have a very sedentary life. For that reason, Lucia, my best friend, insisted so much that I joined this trip. I study my second year of journalism and I share an apartment with my brother lvaro.

At six o'clock in the morning, the horn of the old Opel Corsa of Lucia's father woke me up completely. I went down quickly and the entire group was waiting for me. Lucia was sitting in the co-pilot's seat with her black and smooth long hair, tight jeans and a new fashionable top. I felt a little embarrassed when I compared her with me, she was looking like a developed teenager. I was wearing a pair of jeans and a white knit sweater. At the wheel was Erik, his boyfriend, with brown skin, a fully tattooed arm, blue eyes and a smile that would stop the time if he wants to. Hello Evehe said kindly and I returned the greeting with the head. I opened the back door and I saw Hugo and Scott, Erik's best friends. Hugo was a football player of the university team, blond, with brown complexion and quite attractive, but with an empty head. Scott was the soul of the group, of the party and of everything. He was small, plump and a professional marihuana smoker. I sat and I observed that no one was wearing the seatbelt, unscrupulous, unconscious , I thought, I clasped mine and we started the long journey to the Dead Sea.

Two months ago, Erik suggested us this trip. He is studying on his last year of geology and he decided to do his thesis on the Mineralogy and Gemmology of the Dead Sea. So here we are, on the way to the airport. We will fly to Jordan and we will travel by car to Israel across the border of Aqaba with Eliat.

We arrived at the airport and we ran to reach the check in. Finally, when I was in my seat with my seatbelt properly fastened, I looked through the window and a strange feeling woke up inside of me. I had a knot in my stomach. I wish I hadn't ignored it, but I did. I relined my seat when the plane took off and I felt asleep.

Come. I am here. I am waiting for you. Eve. Eve. Come here. A whisper attracted me to an arid land, but I couldnt differentiate anything. I had no idea where I was or why. All I know, is that this beautiful, incandescent voice was calling me, hypnotizing me, possessing my whole being with its singing. I was trying to find it. I felt I couldnt breathe, the air entered my lungs and devastated everything in its path; my trachea and my oesophagus were burning. Suddenly, something appeared in front of my eyes. It was like a mermaid in the Odyssey, screaming. I tried to understand what she was saying, but I didnt. That strange being with wings jumped on me.

Eve, wake up, you were dreaming I opened my eyes in shock, startled, agitated. I saw Lucia beside me with a strange expression on her face. Several passengers on the plane were looking at me.

I am sorry, I I tried to say sorry to my best friend, but I was too stunned.

Don't worry. You were screaming horrors she answered in whispers not to keep bothering the rest of the passengers.

I was dreaming something weird

Where did you hear the name of Lilith? She asked me with a serious expression.