"Having woken up, I couldn’t understand for a long time where I was.
Above me stretched a blue sky, with a glittering cloud silently drifting and dissolving away. With a few tilts of my head, I could see up high a dark wooden little church, innocently looking down at me from behind the green trees and a steep cliff. To the right, a few yards from me, stood some unfamiliar shack; to the left— a gray, awkward pillar with a wide wooden roof, with a mug and a board that had writing on it…"