A bright and fresh morning, Don René left accompanied by some friends and young

A bright and fresh morning, Don René left accompanied by some friends and young people from the community, just as he used to do in his youth. As they walked along the path, His thoughts were filled with the stories he had shared with his children and the children of the village about Aparejos and the secrets it held.. The path seemed to embrace him with familiarity, but, as the hours passed, The path I knew so well began to transform into a confusing labyrinth. The paths, that were once warm and welcoming, Now they were intertwined in a disorienting tangle. Little by little, He realized that he was lost, and a feeling of anguish and loneliness enveloped him. The first day, He walked with a determination that soon crumbled under the weight of confusion and exhaustion.. When night falls and you can't find your way back, looked for a place to spend the night. In your search, found a sural, a suro plant that grew in abundance in the region. Although the ground was uneven, The sural offered a natural, padded mattress. Exhausted and with a heavy heart, He lay down on the sural and, Despite the cold that penetrated his bones and the helplessness he felt, He tried to rest and regain his strength.