Looked eachother around us and everything was taking life again as in the Burn Valley and shyly all the furry animals were entering in the wood and they were coming where we were still in front one another with the hands tight.
The wood was still animating itself. We were in silence. We were listening to the new sounds taking new life. In someway we knew that we had to remain till everything was reborn completely.
All our friends were wandering in the wood, looking at the new species that was growing around them spontaneously. The only one who didnt moves, was been Fenkuz. He was a little distant from us. He looking around him, but he was firm. Even the Markùts were wandering in the wood.
From far, we have hear the sound of the mouth the river that ran close the appartment.
On our skin were falled little dew drops from the big leafs of a tree that slowly was growing up.
We were remained where we stopped.
What which we were feeling was something more profound than when we were in the Burn Valley where we have met the homeless and the woman with the barrow inside the montain. Maybe in the Burn Valley we hadnt still the complete awarness of this world and of each things that would have involved us emotionally. When the homeless and the woman had left us, we didnt have realized of much great was our love.
In that dark woods, we were alone with all our sensations. And this time we knew, that each thing that was growing up around us, was fruit of the totally awarness of which we were feeling for eachother and consequently for that magic world.”