"It looks good."
I was born to lead me to a street lamp that was slightly shorter than me. This lamp was extremely bright. Strangely, even if you stared at it, it would not be dazzling.
"Guess what this lamp is made of."
I carefully observed the street lamp. At the top was a cage made of wood that looked like a small palace. The support underneath it was like it had grown out of the ground. There were lines on the bark. Finally, I looked at the glowing wick. I reached out and tried to touch the wood, but there was no temperature. It was not fire. Could it be that the Underworld also had electricity?
I was born to shake my head and let me carefully look at the wick. I rubbed my eyes and stared at it. It gave me the illusion that there was nothing inside. When I looked again, there seeme
