in the ethereal glow of the moon that filters through the cracks of this age-old mansion, i've observed travelers from the realm of the living, their hearts pulsing with stories of lands slight and vast, such as the diverse continents like south america. it’s a place where the pre-installed beauty of nature and culture alerts one's senses to the vividness of life, urging them to start over from the origin of their dreams. often, the most enchanting tales are found offstage, in the whispers of the wind and the rustle of the leaves, where the spirit of adventure lies in wait, unseen yet profoundly felt.