This was the void. Not blackness, not nothingness. This was what lay beneath the thinly painted scrim of reality.

“And why does he talk so funny? Doesn't he mean squashed tomatoes?I don't think …”

“Fox was here first, and his brother was the wolf. Fox said, people will live fo…”

“Trust your heart, trust your story.”

“Wy, ludzie, mówicie o życiu i śmierci, jakby to były dwie rzeczy wzajemnie się …”