From the incredibly bright, spacious church came the chorus, among which Alexander's pure voice was especially resonant. He humbly folded his hands, praising the Creator with all his heart and soul. Bright rays, among which tiny dust fluttered, illuminated the golden candlesticks and frames, making them shimmer with an iridescent luster.

Alexander cleared his throat after singing and took a couple of sips of water, heading out into the garden. The weather is nice and warm, why not take a walk? He bounced a little on the ground and lightly kicked a pebble, playing a kind of aimless soccer with it. Hoping that the pebble didn't hurt. Everything in this world has feelings, so is the stone hurt? Or was the opposite only hardening it more and making it even more indestructible? Alexander shook his head, trying to shake the strange thoughts out of his head.

The sun warmed his cheeks very pleasantly and smiled at him. The boy looked at the heavenly luminary and didn't notice how he ran into someone.

Oh, excuse me, please! Do I know you? Wait a minute!

He took out a notebook and started flipping through its pages quickly, trying to find a description or a portrait similar to you.

No, I don't know you...

He concluded, pulling out a pen to write in as well.

Who are you and what are you doing here?