The great whale carries a human group on it. Its passengers don’t know where they are going. Some of them trust the wisdom of an ancient being who knows the territory, others travel with the suspicion that the whale doesn’t know what her path is either. Some of them believe that the environment in which they are in can be deciphered, perhaps by others. They intuit that there were those who interpreted it before. One part of the group only distinguishes a bitter feeling of loss. They all carry something important in their hands. Everyone keep calm.