As Mani looked at the next girl and raised her eyes up into the next radiant dome above her, she asked again, ”Who are you?” - ”I am the daughter of the air.”
No sooner had Mani heard these words than she felt lifted up again into the glistening world of stars.

Iridescent drops of bliss fell multicoloured on her skin and enlivened her; Mani became lighter and lighter.
Then she realized she could touch all the cosmic splendour even at the greatest distance.

She could play with the twinkling sparks of stars as if with golden spheres of happiness.
Joy-giving the whole world came flying towards her so close as if it wanted to hug her.

Mani woke up like from a happy dream and thought this time the world had spread her wide arms of rapture around her.