The Lost City of Eldarado

ight of the challenge resting on her shoulders. "What is the riddle

hoing like thunder. "What has roots that no one sees, is

und and layered. She glanced at Tomás and Luis, who were equally puzzled. They needed to work to

!" he exclaimed, his eyes bright with realization. "It has roots

sked tentatively, looking back at the guardian. The guardi

correctly. Your intentions are pure, and you ma

eper into the city. The trio exchanged glances, excitement rekindled in their ey

g them further. What other secrets lay ahead? With each step, her heart raced-not just from