And all of a sudden, she found herself in the midst of the soft silver glow, as if some invisible gigantic hand decided to dim the bright light of the sunny morning. The iridescent silver glow was coming from the sky, falling on tops of the trees, on the wet morning grass. All the birds went silent. The song of the Universe stopped. No living creature dared to make any noise in the presence of the rare celestial performance pouring its magnificent silent music down from the skies onto the bewildered Earth.

She raised her eyes to the sky, in awe of the dark disk with a golden halo around it. And in the silence, she heard these words, “It is finally safe to be you.”