4 (french) Werber, Bernard

with graying temples and under deep that it was constantly
on him, Raoul asked if I had glimpsed his father.
I made a face. There was a dense crowd so dead, there.
No, I had not seen his father, as I also did not see mine. My
friend had himself recognized as the river of the dead grew
from the orange territory. Our souls migrated slowly and
herd tightened. Can not recognize anyone in this tumultuous
flood of millions of souls in transit.
Amandine, which had the usual black robes now looks like
a bereavement, then asked:
- Are you really convinced that this is the end? It there is
nothing after? I sighed. How to be sure?
- Basically, there is a mountain of light. That is what I call
Mountain weighing of souls that emits the light that we
draws from the first door. And then, after the trial of karmas,
I can not imagine what can happen. I also see anything
special behind the mountain for simple reason that this
mountain is so bright it hides all walks possible. - So there
may be something else behind the … mountain, noticed my
wife, all his dilemma
between back down here or not, did during his trip
not bothered to examine the scene.
Desiring above all to find his father, Raoul proposed a