Hello, friends!

It’s only been a few weeks into my treasure hunt and you already know so much!

You’ve learned many, many, things:

The name of my first NFT series.

More about me and some of my origins.

Yesterday, you met one of my ancestors.

You still don’t know how brave he was and the risks he took.

When the waves drowned the sand, he was there.

Now, you know his name and you won’t forget it.

A pirate.

The irony almost forced him into the shadows.

Sometimes, you can’t fight against what is running through your veins.

He learned that the hard way and found out that you can’t change who you are.

Then, you either need to find peace or you slide into the void.

The past is vast.

Sometimes, you go too far.

You went there and now you have to go back.

Sometimes, it takes a wrong turn to get you to the right place.

Where you took your first steps. Where you raised your open arms.

Sometimes, you look too deep

When you just have to look at yourself to know how close you are.

I did and I found out that

Sometimes, one is not alone.

That things need to be done in the proper order.

You can’t start at the end.

I learned that a name can be shared.

Even if it’s a secret that can’t be told.

It is not enough that we do our best; sometimes we must do what is required.

What we think is right, even if others claim that we are wrong.

Math.

2 + 2 = 4

But what does 2:2 equal?

How many zeroes do you need?

You need to search. To go where people used to talk.

Where you can find the source.

Where people show their respect and pay tribute.

You need numbers and letters.

They are the key to lead you where you need to go.

Now.

-Wally