“And tomorrow!” She breathed the words through sparkling white clenched teeth, “Tomorrow, nobody knows what⁠ ⁠… do you understand? Neither I nor anyone else knows; it is unknown! Do you realize what a joy it is? Do you realize that all that was certain has come to an end? Now⁠ ⁠… things will be new, improbable, unforeseen!”

Below the human waves were still foaming, tossing, roaring, but they seemed to be very far away, and to be growing more and more distant. For she was looking at me. She slowly drew me into herself through the narrow, golden windows of her pupils. We thus remained silent for a long while. And for some reason I recalled how once I watched some queer yellow pupils through the Green Wall, while above the Wall birds were soaring (or was this another time?).

“Listen, if nothing particular happens tomorrow, I shall take you there; do you understand?”

No, I did not understand but I nodded in silence. I was dissolved, I became infinitesimal, a geometrical point.⁠ ⁠…