· ФФ·ФЛЭ·Њ · Instinctively, you turn around in your mind, and in that moment, you no longer see the letter gate. The signs and symbols in the graveyard have transformed into flowers. The way back is closed. Invisible · ФФ·ФЛБ·Ф · Behind you, just one step away, sheep now wait to enter your consciousness. Where only you stood before, a whole line of greedy, slavering, demonic figures crowds, waiting to enter your mind. · ФФ·ФЛБ·Ђ · At first, you don’t understand that these are the same letters from which you just emerged, and that you yourself crawled from a frozen time, along this bridge of symmetrical formulas, over this tower of syllables and words, from an invented story, into a long-past being, and begin to change, transform, and influence its perception with your thoughts and feelings, without having any right to do so. Click!
