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 began to dramatically decline. The sky, that during the whole day had been intense and transparent blue, slowly began to become bright orange. Night Eagle was walking facing west and joined his thoughts with the Sun ritual death. In the evening the procession arrived to the Etla Valley and Night Eagle's mind repeated a poem learned in the home of young people:

"I am out of sense, I weep, I worry and think, I say and remember: Oh, if I never died, if I never disappeared I should go where there is no death, where victory is reached! Oh, if I never died, if I never disappeared Hear a song from my heart: I start to cry; I am filled with pain. We go among the flowers: we have to leave this land: we are loaned to each other: we shall go to the House of the Sun! should I wear a varied flowers necklace: be in my hands; flourish in my garlands! We must leave this land: we are loaned to each other: we go to the House of the Sun!"

The months went by in the House of measure. Studies increasingly became deeper. Those young boys that came had now suffered a remarkable change. Their conduct was more restrained and thoughtful. The temper of their spirit was giving the desired results.