Fantasy Railroad runs through the field of light of stars.
It is not in cosmic space which is empty of anything, but in the world which is full of such familiar things as grasses, flowers, birds, utility poles and signals.
The water of the river is ever so transparent as to be invisible, whereas creatures like fish live in it.
There stand countless sankaku-hyos, which are supposed to be the marks for someone to devote himself to making a map of the world.
While a scholar tries to dig fossils out of stratums in order to prove that the world has really been there.
When we try to observe the world, however, we see nothing but vacuum of space with only stars floating in the sky.
I wonder how our real world look, in return, when they observe toward us far from their invisivle world.
Comment / KAGAYA
