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To spin the wheel following illusory picture of the lost past that envelope its mind with an obscure veil. Unconscious running with closed eyes is the movement on the one place. Every try to stop the running leads to a falling - the wheel spins by itself and it doesn’t let the creature to slow down until it shake the veil off. And the wheel stops. As if it was the second birth the humanoid had no desires or habits and it came down from the wheel with ease. Long corridor with many red carpets and hands, that jut out from the opened doors and entice to inside. The creature was befuddled by invocatory hands and visited the rooms, in which it was becoming a slave of the someone's spinning wheel, again and again.

The only way outside is the last door in the corridor - untrodden and mysterious way through the dense thorns and thickets. Wounded creature enters the door and a bright light dazzles it – the humanoid sets foot on a wide area alfresco with a large mirror in the middle of it. A human head reflected there instead of the ant’s one and all the passed trials were inside of him. That was a fight with his own weaknesses to understand a mission. A human spread his wings again and rose up.