68th time
--The universe has made you more beautiful,"-- whispered Son of the Condor to the girl, who stood looking at the thousands of torches that illuminated the city, on the same lookout where they met in secret years ago. Now, on top of his simple white suit, he was wearing the purple cloak with the organigrams of power made of gold threads -I tremble with fear to think that many times I sought death without knowing where you were. Now I tremble with fear, for you are on the highest ladder. The one that no man can climb
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--I built this universe for both of us," --the woman explained to him simply, contemplating the city and in the distance the sea of lights of the Inca army's torches, waiting for just a gesture from him to raze what was outside. ....
--Wouldn't it have been possible otherwise? Well, I think our paths led to too many obstacles. I could not save any of the family,"-- said Son of the Condor with shame.