This time it checked its swing a little way further along the shore, and there, one pace from where it had previously paused, another bud arose and unfolded. Slowly, very slowly, the pendulum proceeded on its way, but not to exactly the same place as before. The petals, too, gave off a different and far more delicious scent, and the longer Momo studied them the more marvelous in every detail she found them.īut again the glittering pendulum swung back, and as it did so the glorious blossom withered and sank, petal by petal, into the dark and unfathomable depths of the lake. Momo had never seen such colours before, but these colours seemed richer and more exquisite by far. This new flower was altogether different from its predecessor. The petals, too, gave off a different and far more delicious She walked around the lake to inspect it more closely.
At the moment, however, a new bud arose near the opposite shore, and as the pendulum drew nearer Momo saw that an even lovelier blossom was beginning to unfold. To Momo, it was as if something unutterably dear to her were vanishing beyond recall.īy the time the pendulum reached the centre of the lake, the flower had completely disintegrated. Petal after petal dropped off and sank into the blackness below. The scent alone seemed something she had always craved without knowing what it was.īut then, very slowly, the pendulum swung back, and as it did so Momo saw to her dismay that the glorious flower was beginning to wilt. While the pendulum hovered above it, she became so absorbed in the spectacle that she forgot everything else.
It was composed of all the colours in the spectrum - brilliant colours such as Momo had never dreamed of. Momo had never seen so exquisite a flower. The closer the pendulum came, the wider it opened, until at last it lay full-blown on the surface. Apparently weightless, it soared and swooped above the mirror- smooth water with birdlike ease.Īs the glittering pendulum slowly neared the edge of the lake, an enormous waterlily bud emerged from its dark depths. Momo saw that it was a gigantic pendulum, but one with no visible means of support. Just above the surface, glittering in the shaft of light with the brilliance of a star, something was slowly and majestically moving back and forth. High overhead, in the very centre of the dome, was a circular opening through which a shaft of light fell straight on to an equally circular lake whose dark, smooth waters resembled a jet-black mirror. When her eyes became accustomed to it, Momo saw that she was standing beneath a mighty dome as big as the vault of heaven itself, or so it seemed to her, and that the whole of this dome was made of the purest gold. Everything was bathed in a sort of golden twilight.
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