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He walked across all the installations of this beautiful place. They seemed to be asleep, to not feel the departure of the fire dart that had mysteriously arrived one night and that after an electric shock, was laying below the mysterious arc that directs the intrepid travelers to eternity, and that in that strange occasion, threw to them a pilgrim of the spirit, that came from remote lands, and that today left as he had arrived; without a trace.

He headed toward one of white roads, leaving the complex and quietly left the place.

Night Eagle walked towards the east, through the splendid elevated road, made in stone, very well assembled and maintained a perfect horizontal line, in relation to the ground, which occasionally made him be up to a body above the ground. The road was so wide that they six men could walk at the same without disturbing one another.

The jungle was truly intriguing and seductive, but inspired a deep respect. Its large trees and lush vegetation, saturated with unimaginable quantities of plants and insects, of various forms, sizes and colors, living in a total balance.

On the chest of the young man was a sense of excitement for something that was to come and at the same time felt distress, over not knowing what it was he wanted to find.

Not knowing who he actually was, not knowing his past, his origins, his ancestors, created an underground anguish in him, as a water spring under the ground, which stalked him and under permanent threat.

He could not face the present, if I did not know who he was. Because by not knowing who he was, he could not know that he wanted from life and the world. Thus, if he was unaware of his origins, and if he did not know