I am in a public place, like a huge bazaar. I am given as a gift a very old book of folk tales. I have to keep a close eye on the book, because it smolders. It smolders because folk tales are stars, and, as each tale is transmitted over time and space, constellations are formed, and the universe is created. So the book smolders, because the stars blaze there, inside its pages.
– Contributed by Melanie Starr-Costello