4 (french) Werber, Bernard

should lose our caution. We went far, far away and
quickly, so quickly. At this rate, the slightest incident could
take on dramatic proportions.
What we found now, we would never been able to detect,
even with the best telescope onboard satellite! We were in
the stars, center of the galaxy, at the bottom of the black
hole and with the possibility to get out. What astronomer
could feed more ambition?
For us, the five musketeers of death was hand-holding the
end of the trip. We had reached the general curtain
masking the latter’s death. I went while others were
reluctant to follow me. They saw the river of the dead
pierced the membrane of Moch 6 understand but the last
face of life fills every reasonable fear. I shrugged my
shoulders. After: all, me, I’ve been there. I lifted a piece of
the curtain terrifying and invite my friends to follow me.
Aggressive and magnetic at a time, the flamboyant light
struck us. For me, surprised, I found to be happy to return
this vast plain cylindrical white and veils of mist. Below, the
river of the dead split into four arms.
Appeared the first halos of angels, so colorful, so bright
face our ectoplasm so dull! If I