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Being scared to enter it, I still opened the door and stepped inside. I looked around – not a soul. The architecture of the outer part of the Temple didn’t correspond to the inside at all, as if they were two different buildings. The two-story house had the shape of a cross, formed by two corridors intersecting at right angles. The first thing that caught my eye was the absence of a ceiling and roof, just a starry sky above my head. However, there was no need for a roof there – no rain, no snow either. A completely different world. It was even great without any roof, since the whole Universe lived in my Temple of the Soul. The walls were whitewashed, like village houses on the outside. There were my paintings and pots of beautiful flowers on the walls and a lot of doors along the walls on both floors. The floor, doors and beams were wooden, dark brown. The Temple was very light, despite the absence of a light source and the presence of the blue-black Sky above. A wooden staircase, located to the right of the front door, led to the upper floor. It seemed unrealistic to go through all the doors of the Temple, but I went up and entered the first four rooms on the left. No one. Although, in one of them I found several… coffin lids. I helplessly dropped my hands, sat down on the stairs and wept. Even there, in my own little house, I was completely alone.

Having gone down, I noticed a foggy niche with climbing green plants opposite the front door and decided to see what was there. Getting closer and closer, I suddenly saw… He sat writing something at a wooden table with old books on it. Without a headdress, but in green robes embroidered with gold, the typical attire of clergy for Trinity. Having noticed me, he smiled, as he had done for five years when I sang in the children’s church choir. The Patriarch wasn’t surprised by my appearance, as if he had known that I would have come. I cried from the unexpected joy of our meeting. The Patriarch looked alive and absolutely healthy, although he had left Earth exactly a month before. I looked into his eyes and asked mentally, «Why is everything like this? Why do I have such life? For what? What for? Why doesn’t anyone love me? I want That Man to…»