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Hello, and welcome to the KaidanKai, where we read a story about
this supernatural every week. I'm yourhost, Linda Gould, and I'm so
happy to present today's story a Quintanados Motros in Love by Rosemary Thorn.
Tonight there's a blue moon, notjust any blue moon, but a super
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blue moon. And a few yearsago, on the last blue moon,
on a square in Santiago, aman fell madly in love. What does
the blue moon have to do withhis or more? Well listen, you'll
find out. And will it affecthis future? Well listen and you'll find
out. Rosemary Thorne is a Spanishbilingual writer living in Madrid, Spain.
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She has spent her entire life producingfiction in her mother tongue, Spanish.
In twenty nineteen, she became amember of the Horror Writers Association and began
to think horror in English terms.She published her first novel in Spain in
twenty twenty one, and you canread her full bio in the episode description.
Now Here is Aquintana dos Mortos inLove by Rosemary Thorne and joy He
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had crossed Aquantana dos Mortos at thesame place and the same time for years,
yet he had never seen that womanbefore. Dressed in white light,
she was sensually laid down on themagnificent stone floor, almost levitating. Her
feminine figure created an absorbing and mesmerizingvisual. Those huge and primeval slabs covered
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the plaza generously from the nunnery tothe backside of the cathedral, creating the
most enchanting atmosphere. La Berenguela.The watch tower oversees it knowingly. Her
bells had just struck mid day,composing a supernatural echo that liquefied the surface
of the sturdy old pavement just foran instant. The woman was so alluring
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in her pearly dress that he couldn'tfeel but smitten. A bright magnetic field
originated from her, and he couldn'tand wouldn't avoid its embrace. He descended
the stairs with stars in his eyesand approached her in a direct and candid
manner. My name is Jonathan,and yours. She welcomed him as if
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he were her sweetheart. She pronounceda distorted sound, but by the power
of the stones, her utterance wasturned into a name that he had always
loved, Minna. Had his namebeen Tristan, he would have heard his
old day, and if Dante Beatrice, whatever this eerie creature said, it
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was transformed into exactly what he expectedto hear. They talked all afternoon,
and in the evening they saw togetherhow the blue moon, the one that
occurred on August twenty second, twentyone, rose above the cathedral, escorted
by Saturn and Jupiter. He wasso enchanted he couldn't see himself away from
her soft feather like presents, carefullycaressed by the sparkles that she naturally emanated
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just minutes before midnight. The memoryof all the chores he had failed to
do that day fell on him likea bucket of cold water. He felt
overwhelmed, but charmed, not atall bad for being so obviously absent minded.
He asked her for a way toreach her in the morning, and
she promptly wrote a number on thepalm of his hand, Pressing the figures
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close to his heart. He ascendedthe stairs with intimate joy, not realizing
she had just jotted down his ownphone number. As soon as he turned
the corner of Via Sacra, thewatch tower imposed the witchy hour throughout the
entire city and valley, like tearsof white sap. She slowly melted down
through the pores of the monstrous carcass, thinking of how much she liked ascending
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to the surface every blue moon toconquer a human. Of all the hobbies
the ghost could entertain, infatuation wasno doubt her favorite. She took up
scaring for a while, but quitbecause others were more gifted and would cause
deeper frights, persistent like lethal wounds. Her snowy eyelids lovingly held images of
Jonathan until the contours of our visibleworld became blurry and non existent. She
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descended more and more into the landsbelonging to the dead. There she remains
gathered and dreamy, like a preciousmoonstone, looking forward to the next blue
moon on August thirtieth, twenty three. If you don't know already, a
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blue moon is a thirteenth full moonin a year. But this is August,
you're probably saying, So, therehaven't already been twelve full moons.
How can this be a blue moon. Well, it's because they're not really
consecutive. The month of August hastwo full moons, and so the second
one that's today will be considered theextra full moon of the year. And
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it's called the blue moon. Thenext blue moon won't be until May thirty
one, twenty twenty six, solet's hope our lovers will be able to
meet again. The Royal Museums Greenwichhas a great explanation of blue moons and
I'll put a link to that inthe episode description. And tomorrow is another
special episode to mark the end ofsummer. So in order to not miss
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