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The corridor was dark, long and smelly. It smelt of moisture and something rotten. The bricks it was made of were covered by filth and moss, shining when Esteban crossed the corridor with his charm on his hand.

The corridor finished at a square room, all made of bricks except one of the walls. It was covered by a wonderful collection of old tiles, all blue and white, and all with a different picture on it. They were a bit worn down and faded, although all of you could see the drawings clearly.

In front of you, there was a big head carved on the wall. A big and scary three-eyed demon face, full of fangs and horns. And beneath it, a message written on an odd alphabet:

Suddenly, the bricks began moving and spining around. They started to move like little bugs, quickly as lizards running. When you looked at the corridor, you could see only a strong and dark wall, meanwhile a sound like a thunder flooded the room: a waterfall of ice water began to fall from the monster mouth.

- Hell! - yelled Nick, as he has heard to si father when he was angry. 

- Can anyone read it? We are going to drown! - and he tried to block the mouth of the demon statue with his backpack.

Brrr.....cooollldddd....shuddered Esteban when the water touched his feet; the situation was a little to much for the youngster who was starting to felt very tired and worried, first the girl and now the water...this was dangerous damn dangerous.

Nice idea nick...said Esteban with a tiny smile still shuddering from the freeze water in his feet Does any one of our magic things has anything to do with letters?,

As he said that Esteban moved his own brilliant stone near the words, hoping that the light of the amulet would bring some enlightment...

Tommy was trying to follow their mates when they arrived to that room. He started to feel the water, the cold, and as a consequence he felt fear. He wanted to cry and run away, but the voice of Nick reminded him of something... The mirror!! Maybe with the mirror they could translate the text and save theirselves.

Carefully he took it and tried to read the message on the wall...

-We'll drown... If we don't freeze before!- I said. My words didn't sound very charming, but i couldn't think about anything positive- I don't think my scissors can help here...- after this, I looked at Tommy, who was using his mirror- Hope that works...

The letters began to move and change, as they did in the meadow a few moments ago. They appeared on the mirror clearly, written on a beautiful and decorated style. Now, you were able to read the message.

The ANGELS do not sing because the PRINCESS Eleonor is sad.

The BIRDS tell it was a DEMON who stole her smile.

The TREES say she felt in love with a foreigner prince who wore a TURBAN and a curve sword, and it is for this reason she cries.

The STARS claim her heart flew and now it is over the CLOUDS.

But only the Gods know why she sighs.

Abigail was the last child to go into the room. The corridor was long and frighten, and she hoped Beatrice was in these place. But she wasn't.

"This water is bitterly cold", she said."And the level is growing. I don't like it"

After feeling the cold water beneath my feet, I knew everything was going to get worse if we didn't do anything, and fast.

So I shouted:

Quick! Read it outloud! The water may stop if you read it!

That's the only thing I can think of right now... I hope it works.

"A princess?"she asked"I wish I was princess, and I lived in a palace, and I had a horse. But I don't know why she's sad"

Abigail looked at Bruce and said: "Maybe you're right. Try it, it may run!"

Although the others were already on the moving; Esteban was pretty much convinced he has saw something very simmilar on the past in one of his brother movies...still freeze Esteban moved in front of the letters and touched them, perhaps the capital words are like switches and serves to close the bricks that let the water flow....

It would be like an indiana jones movie however..how cool is that?

-What can we do?.... We must do something...

The kid was a little bit frightened, and the water was rising. Only Bruce had suggested a thing to do.

Tommy read the text outloud as Bruce had recommended...   -I hope that this works...
 

Tommy ride the text aloud, while Esteban was trying to run something, but nothing new happened.

I know! - shouted Bruce - We had to figure out WHY the Princess cried!

And in that moment, Bruce shouted, louder than before: She cried because her father died! Her father, the last of the Kings of Ice!

I hope someone or something could listen and stop this flood!

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The ANGELS do not sing because the PRINCESS Eleonor is sad. (singular, no plural)

The BIRDS tell it was a DEMON who stole her smile. (pasado, no participio: robó, no robado)

The TREES say she felt (pasado, no presente, cayó, no cae)

in love with a foreigner prince who wore a TURBAN and a curve sword, and it is for this reason she cries.

The STARS claim her heart flew and now it is over the CLOUDS.

But only the Gods know why she sighs.

Nick looked to the ceiling looking for the stars or the princess heart, perhaps if they could invert the story, everything would be ok again. So he decided to start finding her heart or the turban's gentleman.

Pity...I was convinced my idea was good...shrugged Esteban trembling with freeze from the cold waters under him, wait...¿does the stars have something to do with the reason?...Esteban let Bruce go ahead, if he was right perfect, if he was not then better have another plan on the sleeve.

Looking for the stars, he look for anything resembling a heart, a turban or any other of the things involved with the resalted words of the text...

The dark roof gave back to Bruce the echo of his voice, soft and weird as a ancient memory. He waited, but the room remained silent.

Esteban came along the room, looking around it. He was nearly to give up when he realized the tiles. They were on a wall, all in blue and white, old and nearly faded. There was a symbol on both of them, all different, painted on the enormous tiles.

What do we have here?...cocked an eyebrown Esteban thanking for the distraction from the freezing water under him when he saw the pictures on the tiles in front of him.

At first sight there was some disturbing coincidences between the pictures an the words and suddenly esteban feel much better about what would happen if he has reason about an Indiana jones movie traps; that would be cool..

Ok, first phrase...Esteban read the letters on the wall I can see only angel so angel I push, continuing like this Esteban pushed and Investigated the pictures that represent the marked words of the text...

I got closer to the tiles, and checked which of them could have any relation with the text in the wall... Esteban saw the angel before me.
-Well... I think the first tile of the third column is a star... Don't you? And maybe the third one in the fourth column is the... Turban. But, what do we do with this? Any idea?- I asked.