“Nowhere.”
“How far and how wide is the widest sphere?”
“Immeasurably far, indescribably wide....”
“And what stretches away round the widest sphere?”
“The unutterable, and the All, All! The....”
“The...?”
“I know no names! On earth things are called by names; here not....”
“Chimera...! On the purple strand I see a town of light, palaces of light, gates of light.... Do beings of light dwell there...? Are these the fore-spheres of the farthest sphere...? Is that the way through circles to ... the....? Chimera, I see forms, I see the people of light!! O Chimera! Chimera!! They are beckoning us, they are waving to us! I see two of them: a form of majesty, and another, near him, of love! O Chimera! I know them!! That is my father, and that ... O joy, O joy! ... that is Eros! Eros! Quicker, Chimera—annihilate the space which separates us; speed on, ply your wings faster—away, away! Oh, faster, Chimera! Can you not go faster? You fly too slowly for me! You fly too slowly!! I can fly faster than you.”
She spread out her tender, light, butterfly wings; she rose above the breathless, winged horse, and ... she flew...!
She glided over the Chimera’s head toward the strand, toward the city, toward the blessed spirits. There she saw her father, there she saw Eros—Eros, godlike and naked, with shining wings!