Bab 119: CXIX. A Young Girl's Fantasies.

Cookie kept silent for a moment, thinking about something that she would like to experiment with. She looked to the stars and nebulae around, trying to make herself any ideas, but her mind was jammed in a hollow train of doubts. It was like one of those sudden writer blocks that her mother often suffered when she was working on her already published novels.

"So, I can wish for anything, right?" She asked once again, just to catch once again the unprocessable idea.

"Anything," The man responded, looking down at the girl with his paternal eyes. "Even the most shameful, wicked, or unimaginable desires. They all will come alive through your fantasy. But it's only one, as I told you."