Chapter 33 Dream

Joseph K had a dream. The weather was fine that day, and K wanted to go for a walk, but when he had just taken two steps, he had already arrived at the cemetery. There are several winding roads there, which seem to be vague and confusing.He glides rapidly on one of the roads, as if floating steadily on the rapids.In the distance, he had already noticed a new mound, and wanted to stop there for a while.This mound seemed to have a special allure for him, and he wanted to approach it as quickly as possible.Occasionally, however, he could hardly see the mound again, because some flags hid it.The flags were waving and hitting each other vigorously. Although the flag bearer could not be seen, there seemed to be a lot of cheers.

When he turned his eyes to the distance again, he suddenly saw the grave mound just beside him, almost behind him.He jumped into the grass in a hurry, but the road under his feet continued to rush, he swayed from side to side, almost uncertain, and then fell to his knees in front of the mound just now.Standing behind the mound were two men who were lifting the tombstone, and almost before K appeared, they poked the tombstone deeply into the soil, so that the tombstone stood firmly as if it had been tightly laid. stand there.Immediately at this moment a third man came out from the bushes, whom K recognized at a glance as an artist.The man wore only a pair of trousers and an unbuttoned shirt, a gold velvet cap on his head, and an ordinary pencil in his hand, drawing figures in the air as he approached the mound.

The artist took his pen and began to write on the tombstone. The tombstone was so high that he didn't have to bend down at all, but he had to lean forward, because the mound he didn't want to step on just separated him from the tombstone.So, he stood on tiptoe, supported the surface of the monument with his left hand, and made a particularly skillful movement with his right hand, and this ordinary pencil wrote a line of gold letters on the tombstone: "Here rests in peace——".Every word is so clear, beautiful, penetrating, and pure gold.After he finished writing these few words, he looked back at K, and K was anxiously waiting to read the content under the inscription, he didn't pay attention to the man at all, just staring at the tombstone.Sure enough, the man started to write again, but something went wrong and he couldn't write any more.So he put down his pen and turned to K again.At this time, K was also looking at the artist, and he found that the artist's expression was full of embarrassment and embarrassment, which was inexplicable.At this point, all previous vitality disappeared without a trace. K also fell into a predicament because of this.They exchanged glances with each other, so helpless and helpless.There is a nasty misunderstanding that separates them mercilessly, and no one can undo it.The small bell of the church in the cemetery rang inappropriately. The artist waved his raised arm, and the bell stopped. However, a moment later, it started to ring again.This time the sound was very small, and no one stopped it, so I immediately interrupted it, as if I just wanted to check whether its sound was the same as before. K. felt sorry for the artist's situation, and he began to cry, sobbing and sobbing for a long time with his hands over his mouth.The artist waited until K gradually calmed down, and then he decided to continue writing.Because he can only continue to write, there is no other way.He wrote a small stroke, which was a relief to K, but the artist seemed to be reluctant to complete this stroke, the font was no longer so beautiful, and it also lost its golden luster, becoming pale and blurred Indistinct, just stretched indefinitely, but the letter was huge, it was a letter "J".As soon as he finished writing it, the artist furiously stretched out one foot and stomped towards the grave mound, causing the surrounding soil to fly upwards continuously.

Finally, K understood him, but it was too late to ask the artist for forgiveness.The artist digs the dirt with his ten fingers, and the dirt seems to obey.Everything seems to be ready, a thin layer of soil is just for show.Excavating the topsoil, a huge tomb with steep walls immediately appeared.At this time, K felt a gentle air current pushing him from behind, and then he fell into the grave.For a moment when the place was swallowed by the bottomless abyss, he still straightened the back of his head.At this time, his name was engraved on the stele with prominent decorations. He was ecstatic, and then, he woke up.