[For some reason, Bruno's typical anxious demeanor seems to melt away here! His voice even changes, dropping into a lower register; he's an eager storyteller!]
This is the story of La Llorona~
[spooky fingers!]
Long ago, there lived a beautiful woman named Maria. Though she was only a peasant girl, she was the most beautiful woman in her village. Every weekend, she would attend parties in the town square, dressed in her finest white gown, and men would come from miles around just to see her dancing in the firelight.
One day, she caught the attention of a rich man from another village. This man, he was known for drinking and courting freely, but from that moment on he was captivated by young Maria! For months, he arrived every week, lavishing her with expensive gifts and fine words. Finally, she agreed to go away with him.
And things were good after that - for a little while. Maria bore two sons, and the work of caring for a family? Her husband wasn't interested in that at all! Soon enough, his eyes began to wander. He didn't even have the decency to be sneaky about it, and soon he only came home to visit his sons - they were still his heirs, you see, however he felt about their mother. Men like that have their vanities. And Maria grew lonely and furious, and even came to resent her own children, who still had their father's love.
One day, as Maria and her children were walking along the river, a fancy carriage happened by. It was her husband - along with his young and pretty mistress. He stopped and spoke to the children, but he didn't say a single word to Maria. He got back in and drove away without even looking at her once! Filled with sudden rage, Maria could no longer contain herself. She seized her sons and cast them both into the river! As they disappeared downstream, she realized what she had done and ran after them - but the waters were swift, and it was already too late.
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[For some reason, Bruno's typical anxious demeanor seems to melt away here! His voice even changes, dropping into a lower register; he's an eager storyteller!]
This is the story of La Llorona~
[spooky fingers!]
Long ago, there lived a beautiful woman named Maria. Though she was only a peasant girl, she was the most beautiful woman in her village. Every weekend, she would attend parties in the town square, dressed in her finest white gown, and men would come from miles around just to see her dancing in the firelight.
One day, she caught the attention of a rich man from another village. This man, he was known for drinking and courting freely, but from that moment on he was captivated by young Maria! For months, he arrived every week, lavishing her with expensive gifts and fine words. Finally, she agreed to go away with him.
And things were good after that - for a little while. Maria bore two sons, and the work of caring for a family? Her husband wasn't interested in that at all! Soon enough, his eyes began to wander. He didn't even have the decency to be sneaky about it, and soon he only came home to visit his sons - they were still his heirs, you see, however he felt about their mother. Men like that have their vanities. And Maria grew lonely and furious, and even came to resent her own children, who still had their father's love.
One day, as Maria and her children were walking along the river, a fancy carriage happened by. It was her husband - along with his young and pretty mistress. He stopped and spoke to the children, but he didn't say a single word to Maria. He got back in and drove away without even looking at her once! Filled with sudden rage, Maria could no longer contain herself. She seized her sons and cast them both into the river! As they disappeared downstream, she realized what she had done and ran after them - but the waters were swift, and it was already too late.