We are all visitors to this
time, this place. We are just passing through.
Our purpose here is to
observe, to learn, to grow, to love...
and then we return home.
Australian Aboriginal
Proverb
Another afternoon
passed.
The orange evening light
coloured the living room, and the pendulum on the clock relentlessly marked the
time. Since yesterday an annoying buzz spread all around at irregular
intervals, but at the moment everywhere was still damned silent.
Only the chaos inside me is
desecrating the illusory quiet night..., Alioth thought.
He went back to the armchair
and closed his eyes. He realised that the noises outside had stopped, and they
had been replaced by an annoying silence. He had not eaten much in the last
three days, and he felt frail.
