It is good to have something to do all the time, keeps the mind free of running wild with concerns. Because of that, this is the second version of the prior post, where I tried to give the blue-glowing to the strange creature that evolves with every stairstep, and feeds from the pureness of the sojourner, in its way up to the terrace of the Tower of Victory, from where it is visible the "loveliest landscape in the world". As it came to my mind in a comment before, I believe the story is sort of a metaphor for true love, or for the feeling of love as an avatar attached to the soul of the person, in its journey. But I might be wrong.
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