Today you've delivered post to 834 human beings. You got every envelope to exactly right doors - but still don't know who's a real receiver or not. They seem to be still alive?! Or they get letters anyway... It's not your vaettir people who send those. So you think some humans must at least be sending. We know they've built machines though, which only produces paper messages all day round. Those automats became less popular than cellular symbols, but continues working even after nuclear wars. Sleep well, Tomiro! We feel endless stairs in your body. Tomorrow you'll visit an undestroyed cathedral.