Azogui
We fall down dead after coming back from a walk towards a small oasis in the surroundings of Azogui. The fat moon that soon will go out to light our dinner will make the party of us three delightful. Meanwhile we revive the impressions and Jaime's fears: of his meeting with the monumental stony universe apparently without tracks, of the uncertainty that the next passage opens one more to cover. The destination? The only thing we know is to look for the way of walking. When you realize how to do it, it turns out to be easy, our friend answered us trying to construct the route with his own steps. But the last step you have given, Jaimete, has taken you to a no return destination. The sleep embraces us under caressing blows of the desert.
