"What am I looking at? The fusion of world and nature? Or the other way round?"
Is someone showing me the birth and termination of a civilization? But what's the point?
Angor always believed that it was the most important thing for a civilization to create its own continuance, which could be passed down in history. The progression of it was not so decisive as everything had to come to an end.
He did not know what he should learn from the strange sight presented to him. But he could feel something new contained in the droplets—something mysterious that couldn't be interpreted by words.
He waited for a long time, yet the two droplets never moved again.
"Do they need external help to transform?" He reached out a hand to touch the water droplet this time.
Slowly, the water droplet was pushed into the gray one, until they fused together once again.