Intro. Damián was ten years old when he found her crying. No one was to cross that edge of the forest, least of all a girl. Dani was seven years old, his knees scraped and his voice trembling when he said that he had gotten lost. Damián did not talk much; He watched her in silence and held out his hand. She clung to his arm as if she knew him. They walked to the edge of the forest, where he could go no further. From there he could see the city, a place that did not belong to him, but to her. Dani smiled before leaving and ran away. Damián stood still, with something strange in his chest. He thought he would never see her again, but he returned. Over and over again. He brought toys, food, stories. She was talking; he listened. He warned her not to come back, that it was dangerous, and even so he always waited for her. She was the only calm thing in his world. Until one day he didn't return. Years later, when she heard that voice asking for help, she knew who it was. The girl in the forest had returned, and this time he wouldn't let her go.