Eliana: If we had a mobile phone, like that our grandparents have in Japan, it would be a a matter of a phone call, and they would come for us.

Eliana: But no, we're a poor family from a forgotten town of a developing country. We have no access to these luxuries.

Eliana: I am not flapping. The cold wind that comes from the south is carrying me like a leaf. It makes me feel lazy…

Eliana: No, I can't relax now! I must continue regardless, even if I'm exhausted!

Eliana: If I fall asleep, it will be the end! I will die shattered over the rocks! And Rosa will die too if I don't come back with help! But I can't keep this anymore! NOOOOO!!!

Eliana: … Wow, I'm almost there. Hee… hee… Though, as usual, I gained too much altitude… Getting down from here will be a real feat… Oh, God.