They were eating a type of cake made from blue algae ground into powder and mixed together, without speaking, making the cave seem so quiet.
They were Norman and Beaches, an exiled man and woman.
"She's a monster." The man suddenly said, "Just like her brother... even more terrifying."
—Monster... who could it be?
"I can't remember what he looks like." The woman said softly, her head lowered, as if blaming, resentful: "I didn't even get to see him before you snatched him... snatched him! And then killed him!"
She suddenly became agitated, her voice sounding like roaring thunder within the narrow cave.
"Quiet down, do you want to wake her... this monster!" The man said urgently, even stepping forward, covering the woman's mouth with his hand, staring into her eyes.
—Monster... who could it be?
"Her!" The woman said with a hint of fear, instinctively looking to the side: this was a small bed made of hay and some skins and algae, like a nest.
—Monster... who could it be?
