I want to read to you what has been hidden before our eyes for so long. _This is not possible, father. I read and reread this letter as many times as I could read it and saw none of it. _Did you get attached to the details, Krisha? _What do you mean father? _See, the letter originates from your mother and look well. Is there anything that catches your attention? _Nothing dad, absolutely nothing. _So look again, and now look for any difference in the letters. See something? _All I see is some letters almost blurred by excess paint, that's all. _It's what she would like everyone to think. But now you mentally collect these so-called blurry letters, and what do we have? _A part that you translated in the writing skin? (animal skin parchment). _Exactly and this translation allows us

