The child born to smile, to be amazed, to bounce back with a surge of lightness, loved by the abundance of Nature, a palpable connection, only the luminous twig confides the tenderness that must be given to this being, surrounded by darkness harmful to its growth, a well of torture threatens its tranquility, advances the innocent dressed in the marial blue fabric of the divine universe. Guilty of owning the coin that will rock the world of darkness. The sacred colors illuminate his space, his companion is the voice of divine light. Miracle, the fairy fingers sign the pact of alliance to this prodigal son. The Hour has come, the heavenly source descends, the drunkenness of the wicked will mark the end of the torment caused by the guard of evil wizards.