Anna: It was here, then.
Christos: For centuries on.
Anna: But how is it possible for you to remember everything that happened then, even though you were not born yet.
Christos: But I had already died then, and that can be even more incredible.
Anna: You’re right, who can believe it?
Christos: Those who see reality. Since that’s how it was born as well.
Anna: As if it had died previously.
Christos: This happened many times over.
Anna: But how many?
Christos: As many as were needed and as many as were sufficient.
Anna: And the church?
Christos: Witness of the evolution.
Anna: The Byzantine one.
Christos: Only it would last that many eons.
Anna: So the church knows about you …
Christos: The church is a body that accepts many souls.
Anna: A crossing link, and you, a ling of branchings.
Christos: It has remained motionless for so many eons.
Anna: While it martyred all the sufferings of the occupations.
Christos: It never knelt, while our enemies departed.
Anna: They abandoned the struggle of Time.
Christos: They could not withstand the battle of light.
Anna: And how did you die?
Christos: I was sacrificed.
Anna: But why?
Christos: The resurrection had to live on.
Anna: I do not understand you.
Christos: Not all are comprehensible.
Anna: But I see you.
Christos: For the time being you are looking at me. There is nothing else.
Anna: But I try constantly even though it’s hard.
Christos: Look in front of you, what do you see?
Anna: A lake …
Christos: Now you will learn that it’s a sky lake.