Only a vision of the coming remained. All who watched this miracle were shocked and depressed. Not a trace remained from the previous celebration and delight. And no one noticed how Gooma became petrified...

Touching otherworldly forces took out of him everything that could continue living. And only the fruit pit deep in his head held onto the vital forces and much later broke through the frozen crust with a fresh sprout.

Some time later a new Gooma will come from the fruit of this tree. And old and new will be united by the common history of the single time-spanning path — their diary.