This entire affliction will be cut off, and he will one day reach a place of comfort and peace (this is what he thought was the end), a place that will be like this, but the only difference is that there will be a free and pure soul, not be a slave. Only the last one has to come. ''But how? How will it end? What was needed now was just a little audacity on his part because he was going to betray his lord for the first time in his foolish and futile life. ''Now I will be free forever'' He looked out the window once more, the way to his utopian place where he had so far refrained.
Now his vision is clear. He now understood the distant scene, a tiny dazzling light like a small dot filling the spaces arising the night sky, which had so far failed him. So he wandered back to his past, the past that he wanted a vivaciously joyful, anxious, and aesthetic life. And there he was in such an open field under the innumerable blue skies, playing with his friends, talking that was most valuable to them (although the adults did not understand). He was an unrivaled and incomparable king, in whose kingdom happiness was the sole purpose of his action, and if we made any mistake, it would go away without trial.
However, he was often reprimanded for his escape, which was usually a cause for concern for others; he was convinced that these events were merely inconsistent and incapable of doing any harm. But now it is contradictory, by the same understanding. Maybe this new age is not aware of such feelings. Ignorance is good in this place, ''he thought with hatred.
A harmonic bell was surrendering in his mind, almost like a dream, when suddenly a loud noise broke his reverie. The sound was as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground. Outside there was a commotion that was gaining momentum; people gathered around things like eagles around corpses. Yes, of course, something fell, and there was a loud noise as he stared into the distance from the roof of his building just above his house. But, unfortunately, he failed to notice because he was so preoccupied with his thoughts.
Now he didn't even bother to look outside. Then, because he knew what had happened, another man fell. ''Another of those disgusting and disgusting creatures like him has ended it. They have been doing this for ages, ever since he realized they were falling like raindrops, soaking the earth in their blood, redeeming themselves with a sacred act of atonement. They all die for trivial reasons, not understanding themselves. He moved away from the window without any thought and remained still and calm for a few moments.
Then, as if a glimpse of the sky lightened his mind, he held all his pain and suffering in him, took a deep breath and said to himself, ''Maybe I still have time.
