Where...... where am I?...... I remember...... the last thing I remember...... I was attached to a rock...... an enourmous, giant rock...... hurtling through space at maginificent speed......
it swerved its course..... through this universe..... but I couldn't feel it spin..... I could stand up..... and could breathe...... and on my tiny section..... a bittercold smattering of surface....
amidst a caucophony of liquid... were scattered herds of giant statues.... of cylinders and cubes.... giant to me yet.... tiny to this world.... and one such sculpture.... that so aroused my curiosity
with grandeur of design..... yet warmth of interior.... allowed me to enter its core..... to marvel at its sculptures of glass.... and sultry temptresses.... draped over tables....
and sipping honey.... from icy cylinders... or decanters of nectar... of which one was bestowed upon me... poured from a vase of crystal.... upon which was emblazoned... in letters proud and pure....
