Epunamun-Entry 4

Epunamun’s War Journal-Entry 4 July 9th, 1500 6:00

THE AZTECS ARE COMING! We only have one day to prepare for the big attack. The time has come a lot sooner than I expected. I am really scared. And you should see Ayar-Cachi. He’s completely petrified! He won’t even speak to anybody!

Not that there’s anybody to talk to. Most people have fallen almost completely silent. They too are scared. They realize what they may lose tomorrow. Their friends. Their families. Their lives. All gone in an instant. You really appreciate how much you have if you may soon lose it all.

Earlier today, we were hiking along, when we saw somebody running at us. Naturally, we readied our weapons. Then we realized it was just one of the messenger boys. You could tell he had been running for quite a while. He was slumping down, coated in sweat, and his arms were limp. He stumbled a couple times, but eventually he made it to Apo-Mayta.

“Aztecs…coming…soon…” he wheezed. Everyone stared at him. We weren’t expecting to run into the Aztecs for another few days.

“WHEN ARE THEY COMING, BOY!? WE NEED TO KNOW!!” growled Apo-Mayta.

“Tomorrow…noon…about 2000 warriors…” he sputtered. We all gasped. Nobody was expecting 2000. We only had 1500.

“Good job soldier.” Apo-Mayta told the messenger. “NOW SOMEBODY GET THIS MAN A PLACE TO REST! AND THE REST OF YOU, GET MOVING! We have a lot we need to do to prepare!”

If this is my last entry, well, then, you know what happened. Mother, I love you. When I left, you told me I was your little pachacutec. (one who changes the world.) I want you to remember that when I died, I was out changing the world for the better. Father, you taught me to be brave, to be strong, and in my final moments, I will be brave, and I will be strong. Pahuac Maita, my brother, I always looked up to you. I knew you would always be there for me. You protected me when I was younger. Just remember that when I died, I was out protecting you from the Aztecs. Urpi, my dearest sister, my spirit will always watch over you. Goodbye.