The Princess smiled as she remembered and at that moment a beautiful voice was heard.

Can you hear that, Writer? Do you remember?... It’s Pia’s voice.

As she heard the voice, her body became straighter, her shaky legs stopped trembling and her saddened face brightened up, erasing the passage of time. It seemed like remembering was making her younger. When Pia stopped singing, Odai looked completely different. She was not the twenty-yearold girl that the Writer had written at the beginning of the story, but she was a beautiful woman, with unquestionable strength.

So... -- said the Princess with a newfound enthusiasm that I recognized. -- Is that it? Am I going to spend the rest of my life sitting by the window in this house waiting for the sign?

The Dragon’s eyes widened.

No way!

Of couse no way, Writer! I have three children that are living their own lives. I hope that they are very happy, but that can’t be it, this story can’t end here... like this.

Well said, Princess!

Dragon, come on, we have to get out of here.

But where will we go? What if the children come and they can’t find us?

They will look for us.

But... where are we going? We have a house here, a roof... -- The Dragon was feeling scared again. -- Which is very good because that means that something is happening. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like this.

We are alive, Dragon!

Oh, God! I’m so scared... but I’m so happy!

The Princess walked over to the door and opened it; it was suddenly light outside. How is that possible?

The light of wisdom brightens up any night -- said a voice.

When we turned around, Odai’s house had disappeared and we were standing in front of a very humble hut made of wood and hay; there was a man on the porch, sitting in a rocking chair, with a book in his hands.

The Richest Man in the World! -- exclaimed the Princess with happiness in her voice.

At your service -- said the man, smiling. -- I think you might be looking for this. -- He extended his hand and a white envelope appeared between his fingers.

The Princess took the envelope.

Every time you need one, you can come back to me. I am everywhere, which is why I am the most important part of time; all you have to do is remember.

After saying this, the whole scene disappeared and we were once again in the entrance of Odai’s house. It was night again.

I didn’t even have time to get scared.

The Princess opened the envelope and its contents had changed.

Now it’s three pages long, Writer!

You surely have learned much more since you got married.