Without words, I tried to grasp loss. Confused, I couldn't remember a story to tell. Then, soft bells started to jingle. I was looking from above, saw the visagraph of mountain ranges; the shortsightedness of the earth.
A man appeared to the East. He was standing in my dream on a zenith, looking up to me. I asked him:
How do You link the cosmos -- in rays or in waves?
He laughed; happy sounds echoed through space ... crystal bells, lingering, then fading.
He then turned to me, saying:
I link the cosmos by touching stars with laughter, making them laugh.
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