It was time to return and try to breathe another nature, one less humid and with a river without water, yes, there are no lakes or abundant rain to be able to exist, to get out of the bottom of the river... it was impossible not to miss you, the most forbidden place succumbs before your face... I saw you every time I went to your cathedral and listened to the liturgy hidden under your wings.... (the being drawn is a sculpture that represents the subdued demon, it is inside the cathedral of Arequipa in the south of Peru) ) the yakuruna always returns to the bottom of the river