At a time more or least 10 years ago in a small town in the Peruvian Andes in a dark forest full of ice and deep darkness, gloom and living spaces a inseparable friends and adventurers, these friends were called Luis and Jorge. Luis was a young adventurer, a young George a little apprehensive. In this forest used to go nocturnal creatures foreign to them. 
These creatures out at night and began to rule his land in the dark skies and singing a song to listen felt strange sensations of pain, sadness and regret, perhaps through the sound transmitted to us their feelings and perhaps were unhappy at not being able to show the world, only to emerge at nightfall, and where they were protected by the vast darkness of the ignorant and disturbed night hunters, where our young players regretted having belonged to them, and Jorge Luis and some friends decided on a night hunt, and I think that was the dumbest 
they did in your life, but I do not think, it was they were afraid, especially Luis, but still set off an abandoned house where they lived, even with the fear that had managed to catch one, could not believe it had a strange kind but the moment of happiness was short-lived as we realized it was a very beautiful bird, the bird began to sing and gave us a strange sense of solitude and captivity, we are so impressed we decided to release this majestic bird of the night. 
These creatures out at night and began to rule his land in the dark skies and singing a song to listen felt strange sensations of pain, sadness and regret, perhaps through the sound transmitted to us their feelings and perhaps were unhappy at not being able to show the world, only to emerge at nightfall, and where they were protected by the vast darkness of the ignorant and disturbed night hunters, where our young players regretted having belonged to them, and Jorge Luis and some friends decided on a night hunt, and I think that was the dumbest 
they did in your life, but I do not think, it was they were afraid, especially Luis, but still set off an abandoned house where they lived, even with the fear that had managed to catch one, could not believe it had a strange kind but the moment of happiness was short-lived as we realized it was a very beautiful bird, the bird began to sing and gave us a strange sense of solitude and captivity, we are so impressed we decided to release this majestic bird of the night. 
The beauty of this action is that the bird was reunited with his flock, and bad for me is that I can not hear the melody that although sadness overwhelms you loved me listen and it's always good to face the sadness even more if you're alone, it's good to get thinking about life, that of how it affects you and yours to others. You'll think I'm crazy, that there can be such a majestic bird, but I know it's true, I know it exists and that in a corner of this world so wild and not the means to meet.
