Konrad and Alexandra (pdf) - Rolf Gross

Walter’s perspective lines and discovered that the painting had three different vanishing points.
And they seemed to move as she moved. As puzzled as years ago she had the feeling that an
unseen heathen God watched her from behind the painting. Only this time there seemed to be
three.
She walked back to her bench, sat down, and closed her eyes.
A picture of Easter at Zedazeni rose. She heard Konrad’s voice. "In Arcadia Pausanias
found a horrifying female trinity: Demeter, Kore, and Yakkhos".
She shuddered. Drunk Persephone floated by.
"The Gods behind the painting are female."
She focused her mind on the center of her meditation. And in the next image her inner
voice insisted, "Your time is fluid too".
The vision of Otto’s birth passed by a second time, and resisted her attempt to discard
it.
"Your time is circular, lunar cycles of birth, love, and death."
Her intensity ebbed away, the images stopped coming. She put her chin into her hand
and with blind eyes stared at the timeless gold surfaces of the Byzantines.
She had opened a Pandora’s box of paradoxes.
Konrad found her, sitting lost among the glowing panels of the Primitives. "What
happened to you?" he asked surprised. "You are still here, at the place I left you!"
"I am afraid I can’t explain it. I lost all time."
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