I do look again, and the tree at the end of the world starts burning red once more. This goes on until morning.” “What is it about this landscape that scares you so much?” “I can’t help thinking that it’s the devil making me think such a landscape could be of this world. But if I can make something come to life before my eyes, the source must be my own imagination. Because if there really were a place like this on earth, it would mean that God—God forbid—didn’t exist. And since this can’t be true, the only possible explanation is that I myself don’t believe in God. And that would be worse than
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