Each grain of powder turned into a black-winged butterfly. These ghostly creatures filled his retina. The edges of their wings refracted seven colors of the rainbow. The three primary colors gathered, rotated, and overlapped. The colorful pictures unfolded before his eyes, and he thought of his childhood.
When he has three rectangular mirrors in his hands, he will put the mirrors inward to form a triangular prism, making a kaleidoscope. He will stick one end of the kaleidoscope to his right eye, and then close his left eye. At this time, the whole world will expand vertically and horizontally into a complex picture and hit his eyes.
"There are many of you here." He seemed to hear a clear voice saying this.
He opened his eyes, and the confusion and dizziness were gone. He seemed to be floating, and his body was light, as if all the shackles were removed. He looked around, and here was a meadow, and two figures appeared in front of him.
He saw himself as a child lying on the green grass, holding up a kaleidoscope to look at the person lying next to him. He smiled as he looked: "Let me count how many of your eyes there are. I just counted to 13,910... No, it's an odd number."
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