Numa Turcatti

—It was strange to see people on the peak of the mountain, walking towards the wing of the plane with their companions, the thoughtful Numa was spotting what seemed to be a girl, what was such a small woman doing sitting there as if it were nothing? Without further ado, they approached to see that what they were observing was real.—”Good morning, what is a young girl like you doing in the middle of nowhere, are you lost?”—Numa smiled softly and crouched down to her height, the The girl had a pink nose and her eyelashes had faces made of snow tucked into her scarf without noticing the Uruguayan's presence.—

I found you in the snow, my duty is to save you from the loneliness of the mountains