These are the last days of Moura, the fifth season and the thirteenth month. It will end soon with the feast of Kala, the Death of Our Lady, the end of the month, the end of the year, and symbolically, the end of the world. After that comes the time that is no time, the Day that has no Date, when we veil the statues and try as far as possible to act as if there were no future. Should that time miraculously pass; should the world and Our Lady somehow be reborn, there will be a glorious new year.