accompanied Pedro back and forth, and, with increasing frequency, he managed to get Pedro to sneak out of the Pelegrini's house and go play elsewhere.

Pedro was Davi's first friend, and the only one for a long time. No other child could keep up with Davi's outbursts, he talked too much, too loudly, about things his peers weren't interested in, but Pedro always listened to him with a twinkle in his eyes. Davi was sometimes afraid, that Pedro would just tolerate him because maybe he felt lonely, as no one approached the younger boy either, but Pedro would hold his friend's hand when he wanted to say something, and soon Davi was the one who was fascinated.

Pedro, at first, was of few words, and Davi didn't push. Anything new the older boy learned, he would rush to tell Pedro. And, over time, Pedro began to do the same.

When Davi felt the first wave of energy release from his body, like a shock that coursed through his body and echoed like thunder, he panicked, and he avoided Pedro for a week, until Pedro found him hiding behind an Ipê on top of the hill where they always played together.

“Did I do something wrong?” – Pedro asked sadly and Davi began to cry unrestrained.

“N-no. I, it's me...” - Davi tried to say through sobs.

“You can tell me, after all, I am your best friend.” – Pedro said and Davi at the same time was speechless.

A best friend! – Davi even forgot the problem that was troubling him. In all of his twelve years, Davi had never had a best friend, so he was ecstatic.

“So?” – Pedro asked when his friend was slow to react.

“I have this… this thing, what kind does “pow” and “pan”, and when it's big does it “kapow”?”

“Are you asking me if yourself have a gun?” – Pedro looked at his friend without understanding anything at all.

“No!” - Davi yelled embarrassed.

Looking around, just in case, Davi closed his eyes in concentration as Pedro watched. Pedro felt something like a breath, but as the breeze intensified, he realized that it wasn't just that, until he heard crackling, first lows, like branches breaking, and then louder until they sounded like a "kapow". Davi opened his eyes, waiting for his friend's reaction.

“That's it?”

“What do you mean 'this is it'?” - Davi asked perplexed. “I have this…this thingy that makes noise, like, is it some entity trying to communicate?”

Pedro even tried, but he couldn't contain the laugh that possessed him, and the more the boy laughed, the more confused and embarrassed Davi was. When Davi was already radiating his annoyance, Pedro stopped and took a deep breath.

The next moment, the earth in front of Pedro was churning and shaping into a heap that vaguely resembled a house, or Davi thought it was a house, he had never seen a house with a conical roof.

“Get it now?” – Pedro asked.

“But…no, my thingy is different from yours.”

“Let's sit down and I'll explain.”

Then, with they both protected under the Ipê's canopy, Pedro, for the first time, told about the place where he came from, and what was the “thingy” that Davi had.

Pedro came from a community called Itapuã, there were not many of them, and they lived in an area that was difficult to access, on top of a cliff. His name was Pedro Malaquias, but when the Pelegrini adopted him they took his parents' name away and he became Pedro Pelegrini.

Davi wanted to know where Pedro's parents were, but as his friend didn't bring it up, he decided not to ask.

In the community, everyone had this ability, to control earth, some controlled sand, most could build things with just that skill, others couldn't, but they could modify the constitution of the soil, make it fluffier or more consistent. And so, all of Itapuã was built. Davi thought in awe, how would a place like this be, full of people with the same “thingy”. Pedro corrected him, it wasn't a "thingy", it was like a power, a man in the community had gone to the big city once and came back full of junk, but also with