I softened, I became tiny, and finally I returned to the shore, a shore unknown to me, someone picked me up and left me here. From here I see everything, indeed, I cannot see more than this, except with thought, I move a little further and a new scene composes itself. But here it is on the road! It runs from one side to the other. I go down quickly and take it, down in a dive faster and faster, faster and faster. With a silent boom I crash against the earth, no sound followed, no one reacted. And here I am, after long years, turning like a music box, even though I have become quite fat, much shorter, and alone. Every now and then, when we are all in line next to each other, it seems to me that we are going to war, we look like an immense army, with the lances pointed to the sky, marching toward the battle.
