I knew something was wrong, we walked and walked. That afternoon was not the common one, an omen towards presence in my mind. I resist being afraid, she depends on me, if I faltered, what would become of her when she saw her father scared. Take my hand pricea mia, daddy will take care of you, was the only thing that managed to get out of my mouth and enter the unknown path, that calm that always exists before the storm. I had already read about this but never imagined it would come true. It was then that the affected trees spoke to us.
I did not understand their language and I thought that my little girl would be scared, but what an astonishment!
She did understand his language, but how to make him tell me, if his gaze was almost inert, as if he was trying to capture even the slightest bit of the message that these natural beings sent him. It was when a murmur came out of his mouth and he said to me; they say to follow, that later we have a guide.
We walked deeper and a slow shadow came out from among the trees and the image of an old man came in our path.
I was afraid to talk to you but record what the trees told me and we asked: are you our guide? What happens, how can we get out and how do we get here? is this the end
"You're right," replied the old man, his tone serious. "It will all end tonight."
But it is not yet night. How long should we wait, I don't want it to be cold. I beg you to take me where there is a coat for my baby or I will have to cover her with my own clothes and I will die of cold.
You must take a risk, he replied. Taking out a "red scarf", too small to shelter her, at least I thought so.
I take his little hands and cover them with the handkerchief when coming into contact with his hands, an intense heat comes off that handkerchief and its color fades, now it was white and little by little it transformed into a white blanket, it is confused with the mist and the old man's beard.
There is little left of the night, the dawn is approaching and with the sun. Who will silence the trees because the message has already been given and traveled without hesitation, protecting the most sacred thing that you have until the path that one day runs.
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