Chapitre 117: One done, a few billion to go

The world was… vast. 

And yet, within a single drop of the morning rose, there was such a multitude of small details, that one could lose their life sooner than fully uncovering those. 

For me, however, the entire world turned into that kind of a drop of water, stunning me with the level of intricate detail that even the smallest thing in there adhered to. 

A simple speck of dust turned out to be a complex structure, no less complicated than the greatest towers raised by a human hand. A single wave of sound was so complex, hiding all of the different hues and hints, from the slight trembling of the sound wave, through its distortion caused by the different kinds of air it passed through… 

Even the aforementioned speck of dust would twist that wave of a sound in a tiny, but endlessly complex way, giving me enough content to wonder over for years.