The glowing letters on her shell read: FLY HOME, MOMO, FLY HOME!
That was the last Momo ever saw of Cassiopeia, because the tempest of flowers rose to an indescribable pitch.
And as it gained strength, so Momo was lifted off her feet and borne away like a flower herself,
along the dark passages, out into the open air and high above the city.
Soaring over the roofs in a cloud of flowers that grew bigger every moment,
she was wafted up and down and around and around like someone performing a triumphal dance to glorious music.
Then the cloud of flowers drifted slowly, lazily down and landed like snowflakes on the frozen face of the earth.
And, like snowflakes, they gently dissolved and became invisible as they returned to their true home in the hearts of mankind.
In that same moment, time began again and everything awoke to new life.
The cars drove on, the traffic police blew their whistles, the pigeons continued circling, and the little dog made a puddle against the lamppost.
Nobody noticed that time had stood still for an hour, because nothing had moved in the interval.
It was all over in the twinkling of an eye. Nothing had moved - no, but something had changed.
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