4 (french) Werber, Bernard

feel back there lurks the ultimate mystery, the final mystery
of death.
I finally know the secret the most secret. Who has caused
more deaths than … death? Here, behind this curtain,
come to an end all thrillers and all novels of love. Here,
behind this curtain, science fiction joins the fantastic and all
the mythologies of the world merge with the exact science.
I hesitate at first, and then I rush.
Here it is, finally, the last area of the continent Ultimate.
I see it.
One moment I forget Rose. Mystery of mysteries, secret
secrets, never revealed to men, I see you. I see you, I feel
you, I hear you. Here is the end. Here is the graveyard of
Elephants. Here dies the light, all lights, sounds, all sounds.
Souls, all souls. Ideas, all the ideas.
I am in heaven. Millions of celestial music burst in my head.
Debris stars m’adressent of nice farewell. A star dies and a
man who died doing the same path. They go to Paradise. I
walk in the fog, trampling of my feet fluffy a territory
valuable. My arms translucent rise as a hello. My knees
bend to genuflect. I kiss the ground blur. By mistake or out
of love, I am in heaven. And it’s