(Amaia)
We leave the hut just before sunrise, trying to get a headstart. A few hours of sleep have done us good. We are less tired than before. The boys have let us sleep longer than them. It's their way of caring for us.
We even relieve ourselves in the back where a small wash area is located.
We resume our journey towards the rising sun. Today, it's red and we see the first rays fall on the trees in front bathing them in their glow. They appear to burn with a vermilion fire.
"That's it, that's where the next door is." I point towards the cluster of trees behind which the sun is rising, remembering what the old woman had said.
"That's brilliant," Kacir praises me.
We head over to where the trees are grouped together. The ground is covered with red fallen leaves.
In between these trees, we find the prettiest door so far.
"There it is," I murmur in satisfaction and my companions sigh in relief.
