There was no denying that they were in some slightly creepy circumstances. Perhaps more than slightly, but the excitement of it all overpowered the fear. Bella and Belie sat huddled together in a cottage somewhere in the breathtaking Misiones. Bella's mind was still filled with pictures of all the amazing sights they'd seen earlier that day in the Iguazú National Park. There were countless animal sightings, and the scenery... by Kobe it was incredible.
Belie nudged Bella, bringing her back to the here and now while the shamaness hobbled around the hut, prattling on in Guarani. Surprisingly, the woman spoke English. Thank goodness. "I heard these people were once cannibals," Belie whispered nervously. "Shush," Bella responded. The shamaness turned to look at them, and immediately they forced smiles onto their faces. "I heard that," said the old woman. How old was she anyway? 100? Belie apologised nervously. The woman settled down on the handwoven rug where Belie and Bella sat. She lay down a red cloth and several flat, polished stones on the mat. "Give me your hands," she told Bella. Bella hesitated for a moment. "My hands?" "Come come," the woman responded. Bella hesitated for a moment before placing her hands in the woman's. She glanced sideways at Belie, who was biting her lip, before looking at the Shamaness again. "You are in need of healing," she was told. "Healing? Am I sick?" "This is not a sickness of the body," she said. She touched her fingers to Bella's head. "It is of the mind. And of the heart." "Uhm... But..." "Yes, I know you want to learn about the plants. But first, this." Bella's teeth dug into her lower lip. "Okay..." she said at last. "What do I do?" "Nothing," the woman replied.
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