The wall

The Wall is so tall that you barely see the top of it, so smooth that not even a lizard could climb it up and so long that nobody knows where it starts and where it ends up. Many people try to get past the Wall, even if it is no so clear what is on the other side. Almost all have come back telling scary and terrible stories as they hit the wall; of others there were no news, and maybe the made it, or maybe not. Who knows? 

Miguel lives in a farmhouse far from the city, at the edge of the desert beyond which the Wall rises. He knows about the Wall and he sees the queues of desperate men trying to get on the other side, but he cannot care less about it. He has got a horse, a gun and all the freedom he can wish, from there to the horizon.  And then how could it happen that one day at dawn, after discovering those three sleeping among the sheep, he was persuaded to escort the girl through the desert, up to the Wall? Who brought him to that? And on top of that she goes with a small brat and with a goddam coyote, one of those that steal his sheep.