The oath

Once power is lost, we would not let anyone govern us. The secret is how no longer be present, to one day return.
All participants looked at each other, listening to these threatening and compelling words, uttered by the maximum leader.
-I propose a toast; there is nothing to fear-he said
The politicians present were there dressed in the garb traditional for their secret rituals, yellow robe, red sash to his chest and white gloves. Only their leader dressed up jewelry   around his neck, multicolored gems which made his prying eyes gleamed in the dim light of the strange room.
All of them had been at some point, men of great power in their public lives, but now they knew their self diminished, fading, which signified little within the enigmatic site. Of course today, day of the great oath, were twinned to share an eternal bond of wickedness against their arch political enemies and the nation who saw their birth and growth , that gave them great strength, they were mighty men of new account ... The plan was supposed to be  defined today intimidating and sinister assembly. One could imagine a group of men and women, assembled to carry out one of the most apocalyptic and evil plans results incalculable macabre plots, not only against those who wrested power, but even against civilians.
The truth of what was that what was happening there was very, very strange.
-The time has come, tear the silence a hoarse  and dry voice that it sounded like something that did not wanted to make noise.
The supreme master let his eyes alight on a banner framing the figure of a human-faced animal, was a  demonic, insane picture, all before it, revered and honored it with a  submissive attitude

The grand master was a big man, tall, a little  gray hair, that at some time would have been brown and everyone  there knew he  was a incalculably rich man;  and he had eyes which reflected a life of power and a vigorous intellect.
-Make the oath to-he said to all the ones  gathered there.
His voice on this occasion was gentle but firm as the falling snow.
-Complete the feat, I promise you will return soon to complete the work, nothing without us, whoever falls-.
- We swear!- They shouted angry and rabid.
Passed in the antechamber of hell, a sick and dying moment of silence was like a moment that seemed to be a sigh of almost 12 years.
-That will prick the conscience, the great teacher said sternly and undignified death befalls them, painful immediately to those who betray the oath.
Storyteller ,tell a story ....this is the end of the story!

(Thanks to all the foreign friend that take their time to read me specially to Canada friend! We will remain in touch)