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Night Eagle decided to start walking along the coast towards the west. The quasi memory of flying northwest along the coast took him without thinking and as if by instinct, he let go to a distant feeling.

He walked for hours by the cliff. Below, the tireless waves crashing over and over again into the formidable stones. The white foam rose from one place to another, on the wave’s crests, to eventually crashing and jumping in millions of drops, moistening the breeze. Crabs with their gigantic pincers, walking quickly at intervals, as if measuring the time they had to hold onto a rock, when the wave rush came in.

When the Lord of fire darts began to approach the vast sea, beyond the horizon; the afternoon was lit with shades of orange and red. A few clouds at the top of the sky were tinted with colors. Small waves moving in the distance, reflected light from the Sun, as if they were alive. The sea was preparing to receive the incandescent eagle and dressed in gold to honor his arrival. Pelicans in formation were flying near the water. Small fish jumped everywhere. The warmth of the afternoon was accentuated.

Night Eagle walked without any thoughts in mind, yet his body was feeling everything around him. Walking by instinct on the coast, towards the place where the Sun fell. He had not eaten any food nor drank water all day. The Sun was about to go under the sea. For brief minutes the light of the Sun turned red and reflected vibrant throughout everything it lit.

He reached the end of the cliff and began to move down a sandy slope to the beach. His bare feet touched the wet sand and refreshed his body in the sea. The immense Sun, began sinking in the horizon. The sky was filled with color and for brief moments, all the objects took the faint light of Sun as its own and began to