ジェイコブ still stares, dissolving through the singing 踊り of the 空白 白 hexagons, which continue to rotate around a カラの 中心. He is patient, and willing to be their guest. More moments are passing for him than for us.     私は何も分かっていなかったのだ. . . 蜜蜂が飼い主の事を分からないのと同じように. . .