CHAPTER VI: HALCYON HILLS (5)
In the depths of the green meadows; engulfed with abrupt and mysterious roots, the great woman continued. Curious; mitigating. At her side the company of the violet cat was perpetuated, discarded as the most equanimous beauty of discarded moments. Those reviled as the great blessing, while he envisioned a group of oaks with different fruits, a strange vegetation.
"So you come from the north." exclaims Wisdom the cat.
"I think so," the woman replies.
"What do you mean, you think that?" exclaims the cat.
"Pus, I don't really know where I come from, it's where I really belong." Pasithea responds. "Besides, I don't even know where I'm going anymore."
"Where were you going when you started your way?" exclaims the cat.
"Into exile," exclaims the woman. “I wa
