Conversation between ant and squirrel
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On a walk to the backside of the forest the ant and the squirrel came to a derelict house. The ant climbed on the back of the squirrel and looked inside through the broken window.
“What do you see?” the squirrel asked.
“All dust,” the ant said. “Everything is covered in dust.”
“Nobody has lived here for a long time, I guess,” the squirrel thought.
“Let’s go inside,” the ant said, jumping to the ground.
He pushed the door handle down and stepped across the threshold. It was dark inside, old and abandoned. The squirrel stepped in behind the ant and blinked.
“Who would have lived here?” he asked.
“Shush,” the ant said.
They looked around and got used to the dark. The ant took a book that had been lying on the table into his hand and blew off the dust.
“Look here,” he said.
The squirrel looked and read: “BOOK OF FORGETTING”
“What kind of book is that?” he asked.
The ant opened the book. On the first page there was a table of contents. The chapters were called: “to Unlearn, to Abandon, to Leave, to Lose, to Expire, to Dull, to Dilute, to Disappear.”
“to Disappear,” the squirrel muttered. “Show me that.”
He took the book and opened it at the last page. It looked as if that was the page that had been read the most.
The squirrel read: ” … and in the end, all will …”
There was a tear in the page as if it had been turned in great haste.
“Don’t read on!” the ant said. He pulled the book out of the hands of the squirrel, closed it and put it down in a corner, underneath the dust.
The beams creaked and the half-open window gave a slight rattle.
“The wind,” the squirrel said.
“No,” the ant said. There wasn’t the slightest breeze.
“Who might have lived here?” the squirrel asked.
“I think,” the ant answered, “that nobody ever lived here.”
The squirrel put on a solemn expression and stepped outside, behind the ant. They walked into the forest.
“Don’t look back,” the ant said.
The squirrel looked back and saw the house had disappeared. There was a rosebush in full bloom. And a small, dark cloud found its way into the squirrel’s thoughts and clung there, tenaciously.
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