At last I remembered. We were standing in front of our house; after he had imparted to me his opinion about Cain.
Then he spoke to me about the old, almost obliterated crest which stood over the door, in the keystone which widened as it got higher.
He said it interested him and that one ought not to let such things escape one’s notice.
That night I dreamt of Demian and of the crest. It changed perpetually, now Demian held it in his hands,
now it was small and grey, now very large and multicolored, but he explained to me that it was always one and the same.
But at last he forced me to eat the crest. As I swallowed it, I felt with terror that the bird on the crest was alive inside me,
my stomach was swollen and the bird was beginning to consume me.
With the fear of death upon me, I commenced to struggle. Then I woke up. I felt relieved.
It was the middle of the night, and I heard the rain blowing into the room.
I got up to close the window; and in doing so trod on a bright object which lay on the floor.
In the morning I found it was my painting. It was lying there in the wet and had rolled itself up.
In order to dry it I stretched it out between two sheets of blotting paper and placed it under a heavy book.
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