Amid the rumble of the pavements you found an islet where you're paddling now in the absolute heat. Lucid pearls of light are dropping from every lash. And he is thawing in those pearls. 'I am afraid of drowning.' You couldn't take the mildness of the green bed, you hardly opened the sunk eyes. And when the pupils met the entire deluge, the reality started raining with sound, with colour, it came flowing and pulling and carrying you away with it, only... a very different sound, a very different colour flows in from the starry tiny droplets and lets you stay on this lone islet. And you're forever paddling in the absolute heat...