Page:Daany Beédxe.djvu/120

 almost forgot tell you one detail. Just as the chrysalis dies as a worm, breaking its envelope to become a butterfly and live the flight of freedom; if she fails, will die trapped as worm in its own cocoon; likewise, if you fail in your bid, you will die in your own cocoon. But of course, if you do not reach DAANY BEÉDXE what does death matter!

Night Eagle remained respectfully silent, after Burnt Stone finished speaking. Unchanged, as if he had listened to a speech in which he had nothing to do, he waited for the old man to indicate him what to do next. They sat facing each other in two petates. Both their eyes were sharpened in an in-depth stare. Night Eagle "entered" into the old man, whom did not seem to reject him, but that countered him with a penetrating gaze, as an obsidian knife. Hours went by and neither of them moved or spoke. The afternoon came creeping through the door of the room without making noise, and little by little, the nightly shadows began deleting the bodies until dissolving them in the dark.

Only their eyes stayed alive as lit embers. It was perhaps midnight when an amazing transformation began; the old man, gradually turned into an owl and the young man on an eagle, for a while they were stretching their wings and grooming their feathers, preparing to fly through the door of the room. The owl led the flight route, behind, the young eagle, awkwardly sought to keep flying.

Night Eagle did not know whether it was true or he was dreaming, and at one point, he realized he was wasting those wonderful moments, over something that actually did not have any importance. Because whether a dream or "reality"; the transcendent fact was that what he was living it with all his senses, so he let his senses go with all possible intensity. So he climbed over the high clouds, to find a silver sea, composed of clouds and the pale and fading light of a full moon. The owl submerged in the clouds, and Night Eagle got lost in a giant bank, which was as the highest mountain he had ever