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At night he was accompanied in his dreams by the old man of long hair, who led him to strange worlds and amazing places. Night Eagle each night dreamt of this mysterious man; woke up with a serene heart and a profound joy that gave him balance and well-being throughout the day.

But one day he saw in a small beach as he walked through the jungle bordering the sea, at the end of the afternoon, a light that illuminated more than a bonfire. Walked out of the jungle and walked along the beach towards the fire, strangely the Sun retired quickly and quietly. The light was a whitish blue, which made it impossible to see it directly. With intermittent discharges, it seemed to be looking for something. Small and powerful blue light emissions, entered the jungle and under the water.

Night Eagle felt the need to get near and be illuminated by it. He left the jungle and walked along the beach. As he moved closer, the light began moving more quickly, emitting a low sound, rhythmically changing tone, much like the sound made by cicadas before falling into the water.

The Warrior felt as if all of his energy went into a great shock. Something was happening inside of him. Suddenly his body began to slightly vibrate and heard a sound from the interior of all his being. A buzzing sound that was reminiscent of the sea, wind and fire, intermittently, as a purr that sought to merge with the sound emitted by the light source. Night Eagle closed his eyes and felt all the sea, the wind and all the fire of the universe, that mixed circulated at an incredible speed all over his body in search of an exit. He felt the need to explode, but the buzz produced by his body, held him at a very high frequency, as he had tuned with the sound emitted by the light, producing a strange sound, that he had ever heard. The sound had its own life, was sound energy that had consciousness of being.