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«Why are you afraid of a spider?»
«It’s scary.»
«Why? It’s so small and defenseless.»
I burst into a terrible laugh,
«Defenseless? It’s huge and omnipotent!»
«What can it do to you?»
«It will kill me!»
«Imagine that you take it and put it in a box.»
«I can’t even look at it from the outside and imagine it. How can I take it with my hands?» I shuddered.
«Okay, I take it and put it in a box. In a gift box. I tie it with a ribbon and a bow. What is this box like?»
«It’s red. With black ribbons,» I answered automatically.
«Let’s make a fire. Look, I’m throwing the box into the fire. It’s burning…»
«It will never be burnt!» I screamed. «It’s immortal! Eternal! It was, it is and it will be! It never dies! Look, the box has burned down, but it’s alive! It’s crawling out of the fire!»
Gera sighed heavily. I almost cried. We parted on nothing, however, after walking about ten meters down the street, I stopped dead in my tracks because of an instant insight, a fragment from childhood that suddenly flashed before my eyes.
I was twelve. We were at our cottage. Sunday. Mom said that she felt really bad, that shouldn’t happen after the surgery, she urgently needed to return home to the city to call an ambulance. We were sitting on the bench under an apple tree. I kept silent. It was starting to rain. I felt that the several options for the future existed the day before abruptly collapsed into the only one – Death. I refused to believe it consciously and, as a result, I sent the terrible thought of Death to the Black Box of the Subconscious. And for a long, long time, almost until my mother’s transition to Another Reality, I would think that she would definitely recover sooner or later. I understood that I was about to weep. Not to upset my mother, I ran, «escaping the rain,» to the barn in the farthest corner of the garden, where my friend, the little White Rabbit, lived. It was raining. I ran very fast, weeping, biting my lips just not to scream in despair. Having pulled the door towards me with all my strength, I buried my nose in the center of a huge web, neatly woven along the width of the doorway. A huge fat black spider with a large cross on its back sat right in front of me, and I screamed, «MA-A-MAAAAAAA!!!…»