Chapter 1
“Toto, I don’t think this is Kansas!”
Dorothy, Wizard of Oz.

Blurry unfocused moonlight was shining through the
narrow window by my bed. I slipped thick glasses over my
very myopic eyes and looked through the window towards the
moon. The whiteness of the moon contrasted against the
veil of night. Looking past the antique oak dresser I was
enchanted by the shimmering exhibition in the room. The
air molecules were vibrating in a way that was visible to
the naked eye. The glow of the moonlight on the window and
wall danced with the same vibration. Could you really see
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