F. lucit's journey to his mother's village: Lucit and his wife and baby, with her dowry walking about them on all fours, set out for a new life near where his mother lives, and end up living with her in the canyon of the many waterfalls. They help her engrave her life story onto leaden sheets, as was the custom of the time.
As Lucit recovered and he and Eusa fell in love and became man and wife, they came to know this small lake next to their family's sheepherding campsite as their personal playground,
especially its little falls, below which the water was deep enough for them to cavort freely once Spring warmed the water:
Alas, the time came for Lucit and his wife and their newborn son to separate from her family clan and make their own way in the world. Her dowry accompanied them, bleating all the way past these beautiful sentries at the mouth of what they had come to think of as their private canyon:
the world with its wars and violence lay ahead of them once they passed out of this canyon:
It was with heavy heart that they passed out of this canyon into the one that would take them to their destination.
Their destination was his mother's house in a small canyon where the River Piedra's falls were a steady, dependable source of irrigation water, and where his mother had assured them there was peace.
Unbeknownst to this traveling party, they entered the same valley, and there turned south, that Piri and Lucit had taken when he was just a small boy as she left her place of instruction to take her assignment as midwife, healer and spiritual leader. They crossed this same river then:
They entered the lowlands and approached the Ebro valley, well east of Numantia, in territory that was firmly under Roman control. Near the meeting of this river, the Cinca, and the Ebro, they looked back up this canyon and Lucit thought he felt a pang of recognition seeing this massive mountain announcing that the high Pyrenees were very near:
Lucit did not realize that he was looking at the hill where his mother and he had obtained supplies on the way down their moutnain home just as they had done two years before on their way up. Ainsa now sits on the hill overlooking this lake (which was not there then).
A little later, Lucit again looked back and saw that massive mountain had receded into the background.
He sensed that he would never see these mountains again. It pained him to say farewell in his heart to places that had brought him much that was good in this last year.
But he knew soon he would be experiencing a different life.
With his wife and son by his side, he would again see his mother.
So it was with a heart that was both sad and glad that he marched on southward. It pained him to realize that the tears in his wife's eyes were evidence that she was having the same realization of a permanent change in her life. He assured her that all would be well, and if there was peace in the countryside they would make an effort to come see her family in the future.
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