These two soldiers are very strong, especially the one carrying me since he, even if holding me in his arms, maintained a good speed without slowing down, with his limbs steady, firm, not giving in to fatigue, hiking down the mountain while still being inside the woods, an already taxing walk, as the other guy stayed at the front cutting the leaves and opening a path among the wilderness.
But of course, in such jungle, our travel would hardly go uneventful.
I knew the path we were taking well, but with no way; and no wish to; communicate with them I stay silent, hearing the strange sounds their mouth makes as they keep talking, sometimes looking at me, as if waiting for some answer that I was unable to give.
And yet, with attentive eyes, I look at their lips, their sounds, and learned… after all I had to play my part well.
"I think the kid is stupid."
