Zizi asked Vucho: “What, in this novel, is the road?”

Vucho said: “The progress of an ordinary mind is the road.”

Zizi asked: “Should I try it that way?”

Vucho:“Stir up stardust and we will miss it.”

And why?

Is she from here? (the stardust)

I am not.

Where are you from?

From Irchinuss.

From Earth?

No, I was sent before the Big Bang...

Have you been here long?

Where?

In the dream.

No!

Are you in the meteors?

No!

Where can I catch sight of you?

You can...