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Last summer, I'd been to the Chiloé Island. Trekking the countryside near Castro. In that trip, I visited antique and beautiful wooden-tile made churches. I felt the fresh rain, the windy atmosphere and the birds flying in the cloudy sky. One night, I walked alone along the field. In the distance, a small cemetery highlighted that place with big and white crosses. Then, suddenly, in the middle of the night, I saw a powerful light lifting from the ground. I got close carefully and a brilliant silvery metal emerged there. I started to dig and a big pot appeared before me. So I took it away, I tried effortlessly to open the lid. Finally I opened it and surprisingly, that pot was a treasure! It had plenty of gold coins, gold jewels, precious stones, silver jewelry, pearls, golden ingots... Then I kept some jewels and I buried the pot in the same place and leaving a mark with a wild flower to find it again the next day...