“The ancient cities of the ancients are much older than those of the people, and their huge rusty-red capital, standing on the sacred hills, is the oldest of all. The capital has no name. She doesn't need it. Although the kikins have built cities, large and small, without number, the city has no rivals on the hills. It is the largest in size and number of inhabitants, it stands alone on the sacred hills. This is their Rome, their Mecca, their Jerusalem, all together. This is the city where in the last days before Unity all the kikins come . This city was old even before the fall of Rome, it was huge and grew in all directions, when Babylon existed only in dreams. But there is no sense in him.... Everywhere where the eye catches, you can see the low domes of red brick small hills, which, like a rash, cover the open hills. Inside the houses dark and stuffy. Small rooms, rough furniture..." Translated by Natalia Magnat