“Can you really say you thought the man who brought this here was a sorcerer?” said Elphie. “And that this book comes from–another world? Do you even believe in other worlds?”

“I find it a great effort to believe in this one,” said Sarima, “yet it seems to be here, so why should I trust my skepticism about other worlds? Don’t you believe?”

“I tried to, as a child,” said Elphie. “I made an effort. The mothy, gormless, indistinct sunrise of salvation world–the Other Land–I couldn’t get it, I couldn’t focus. Now I just think it’s our own lives that are hidden from us. The mystery–who is that person in the mirror–that’s shocking and unfathomable enough for me.”

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