I hurried toward the shore, I was feeling an urgency to reach what may be the end of my journey, and even obtain answers to my anxious questions. The sun was already high in the sky, the eagle had disappeared, as if vanished into another dimension.

I was now running, avoiding the brambles, although I could not feel anything brushing against my bare legs. I could now see a patch of lush grass, atop a small hill close to the rocky beach. There stood the portal. I immediately knew this was my goal: the ancient medieval construction, which was perhaps the remnants of an old chapel’s entrance.

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