The City of Mazes, La Ciudad de Los Laberintos
I am settling down when there is a noise in the park. It came from the maze. I am nervous. What if the maze is haunted? It is very windy and the sky is the color of cinder.
A very strong wind comes and scatters the cards from my hands, and they settle on the ground at the entrance to the maze.
With a little hesitation, I enter the maze and its walls surround me. There is a silence, a silence that affects the whole area.
For a moment, I catch my breath. Now that I am inside the maze, I can no longer see the entrance I came from. I am afraid that I will not be able to escape, and that I will be trapped for an infinite time. With the cards in my hands, I walk straight, in between green walls, to an intersection of bushes.
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