4 (french) Werber, Bernard

Soon, I saw Rose. It is there, far ahead and yes, it goes
straight to … death. Death evidenced by a large
multicolored halo: the entrance of the hole black. In fact, for
a black hole, the place is pretty bright! All around the
corolla, planets and stars sucked is collide in a magical
fireworks shaped galaxy swirling. The stars have not yet
been swallowed, as a result speed which causes the
bottom of the black hole becomes
pink, then white, then red, purple, burst into rosettes,
flowers in dew drops bright. Light, yet so fast, here is
deflected. The rays are bent, rounded, dance before being
diverted by the magnet absolute.
Magic show, but to overcome quickly.
Around us, the dead of day rush to the attractive light,
snatching hastily their cords umbilicals. The Rose slams
with others. One moment, ” I think that everything is ruined.
No, Freddy think is possible to recover it. It beckons us,
however, much care to preserve our own leads.
Our fleet is regrouping to better weave, in accordance
indications of Freddy. That reassures me a bit. It’s like
engaging in a difficult climb, but pledged a good string of
recall.
Our group slides together in the gaping mouth of what is a
Black hole Its diameter is huge: millions of km, probably!