Says the elegant lady walking towards the river, bordering it for a few minutes while the great entourage followed her, the girls ahead and the fighters of the end of the world, following them without neglecting the flanks or the rear, because they feared an attack by the legionaries, they were long minutes of walking, easy for her, but very difficult for them, since she seemed to glide through the foliage as if it were smoke, not even her elegant dress despite being made of long Veils, lace and holanes were torn or dirty, until finally they reached a rustic tombstone, among a grove of trees and hidden in the middle of a thorny rose bush, that someone had planted there so that the child always had flowers.
—Here lies the child's body.
Tenpecutli says, putting her hand on the roses. "If you dig a little you will find his bones.
- Come on.
Don Hermelindo says that he was ready with a shovel and after a few minutes, with the help of Don Pedro Montero, the father of Romaia, having tried not to damage the rose bush as much as he could, found a well-preserved wooden box, where when he opened it, he found the human remains of what should be a child, but with the skull deformed, showing large eye sockets and protuberances on his forehead as if they were filed horns, The rest were bones of an infant with very large hands and elongated fingers.
"Without a doubt, that's the fucking kid we're looking for.
Soledad says closing the lid of the wooden box and when they looked for Tenpecutli to say goodbye and thank him, he was simply no longer there.
- AYYY MYYY CHILDREEENS! WHERE ARE MY CHILDRENS?
And only her gloomy greeting was heard in the distance.