Spiritual Archeology 10

The hours passed by and he started to feel the sun over his skin, a contrast of temperatures that would make him tremble, gasp and almost felt that he was becoming mad. And he would think: " What a way to live, what a way to die." During this process that seemed to be his death, he felt an aroma in the air, which was fresh and sweet and he wondered what that could be and if there was somebody else in that place. He raised his head as a moribund trying to make a last effort and he looked to the sides, to the front, to the back but could not find anybody and he thought: " I am becoming mad and I will die mad." He lowered his head again and almost burying himself in the sand, he felt again that aroma that was sweet and citric at the same time...continued>