MAYA COSMIC NUMBER PUZZLES VOLUME 237 MAYA COSMIC NUMBER PUZZLES VOLUME 237 | Page 17

covering the trail towards home. Guillermo thought he was reliving the past war once
more. Would he ever make it back to Oaxaca, or his home, once more? He looked over
the weathered faces of the few remaining workers. Their faces showed the heavy body
of fear was riding hard on their shoulders. Evil Spirits were quietly whispering to them
like a soft wind blowing. That they were but walking dead men, soon to join their other
departed friends. That it would be only a few hours, or a quick few days, then only their
ghostly spirits would wander aimlessly around on this green Earth.

TO BE CONTINUED...

PAGE 17