Is that understood?″ Momo nodded. Professor Hora stooped and picked her up.
All at once, he seemed immensely tall and inexpressibly old, but not as a man grows old - more in the manner of an ancient tree or primeval crag.
Clasping Momo with one arm, he covered her eyes with his other hand,
so gently that it felt as if snowflakes were landing on her cheeks like icy thistledown.
Momo sensed that he was striding down a long, dark tunnel, but she felt quite safe and utterly unafraid.
At first she thought she could hear her own heartbeats,
but then she became more and more convinced that they were really the echoes of the professor's footsteps.
After what seemed a very long way, he put Momo down.
His face was close to hers when he removed his hand from her eyes.
He gave her a meaningful look and put a finger to his lips.
Then he straightened up and stepped back. Everything was bathed in a sort of golden twilight.
When her eyes became accustomed to it, Momo saw that she was standing beneath a mighty dome as big as the vault of heaven itself,
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