“Our story is short,” continued the gracious princess. ”I am Ama, the daughter of King Aar, who rules over Aara, a world of unlimited human dignity.
Under the all-embracing care of my father I grew up carefree.
One administrator of the free will, however, who himself lived in a most fleeting, ugly world, had heard of me, and he decided to win me for his happiness.
Naturally I was never willing to leave my father's magic kingdom - because I lived there happily and free of desire.”

“When this man found out that all his skills of persuasion could not change my mind, he sent a mighty servant, who forcefully abducted me from the border of Aara one night, where I was bathing with my friends in the source of creativity.”

“The robber even took away with him these my eight dear friends.”

“They are the governors of the worlds of cognition. You just have learned about their art.
The kidnapper had been instructed to bring us from the source of creativity to the other end of the creation.
Where the stream of creativity merges with the sea of evolution, he laid us down, to fetch a boat to bring us over the billowing sea to the icecold abode of his powerful master.”

“Agni, however, the ruler over the world sea, had mercy on us; he sent a strong wave which carried us away, and here in the depth he gave us protection from the pursuit of the thief.
But we are weary of this minor splendour.”

“Therefore we ascended in order to seek help so that we may return to our home.
But only someone, who loves us from the bottom of his heart, can help us, someone who is from the world of men, and who has the ability to enter the kingdom of my father.”