When the dark had more strength, the power of their wings, shocked scandalously the bars, more darkness, more momentum. She hurriedly opened the cells. At dawn he realized that someone had closed the fortress on the outside, that he did not have other accesses and that the sun would once again make its own with his winged beings. She cried bitterly for the melts, while the pain clung to his chest, the day woke up as always.
Navojoa, Son. May /15 /2018