He floats, somehow, in the cave. No sound of sea. Jazz piano played fast. A spider swings on a web. A snail on a twig, dewdrops hanging from surrounding branches.
Forest takes green from the beach.
A bit of forest is in focus. A forest with a yellow sky. Light white dust pouring through a down-angled window in a thick wall. A vast cello bowed by someone even vaster. She cannot see across the room.