It's enough to turn the page,
Best way to travel.
Discover far-off places
Just like Michael.
Turn the page, that'll do,
But you must believe it too !
In the twinkling of an eye, they found themselves in the square in front of the "Booking Game-Palace".
- "This is Belbi's residence !" Exclaimed Targar.
Michael couldn't help thinking that the palace looked remarkably like the bookcase in which Grandfather kept his sea logs…
… Before the palace's wide-open doors, a platoon of scissors cut a fine figure as they stood attentive guard…
… A company of blotter-cops kept the crowds waiting for the parade from flowing through the barriers. Two paper-clip trombonists ran past, hurtling down the steps…
On his lectern, raised up on a dais of indigo velvet and brocade, sat Belbi. From him and the people around him there emanated a sublime light that enveloped Targar and Michael the moment they entered, penetrating them.
Advancing as far as the three steps leading up to the throne, Targar flourished his magnificent crepe-paper tail in gallant but deferential salute.
There was a long moment of silence, and then the voice of Belbi rang out around the echoing hall.
- "Stand, Lord Targar. And you, my friends, rejoice and give thanks on this day of festivities, for my faithful servant has returned."
- "O my master," said Targar, standing and turning to Michael, "here is the one who made my return to you possible."
- "Let the child come to me." Said Belbi.
Michael stepped confidently forward. Belbi observed him through half-closed eyes. Then, turning to Targar, he said :
- "His heart is pure and, like all children, the Universe belongs to him. Teach him in accordance with his inclination to learning so that, as he grows to manhood, he shall not stray from the path."
Without further explanation, Michael understood what Belbi was asking Targar to do. Yes, he did want to learn and discover the universe, so he was very glad to hear his friend reply : "Whatever my master, the Book of Books, requires shall be done, for from his royal light comes forth life, and his benevolence is like spring rain."
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