The night is deep and quiet, and the night market in the city has long ended.
Originally too excited because of the manifestation of [Longinus], Aiven, who wasn't sleepy at all, didn't realize when he gradually fell into a deep sleep, dreaming a string of absurd and bizarre dreams.
The dream was filled with scenes a hundred times more absurd than "Fairy Tale World."
Between dream and wakefulness, he saw a cotton thread with one end tied to the white clouds in the sky and the other dangling an entire White Swan Castle; he saw a mouse carrying a hundred barrels of olive oil and sixty carts of salt on its back, running faster than a horse;
He saw an anvil and a stone tablet crossing the Hartson River together, their swimming posture graceful, movements gentle, more agile than the fish in the river;
He saw in the central wilderness of the New Continent, three people with crutches on stilts trying to catch a rabbit, one was deaf, one was blind, and one was mute.
