Mercury is moving away from the shore. On the shore, a once white shirt and wide trousers flapping in the wind, a figure wearing them. A wandering albatross, hovering on the edge of a cyclone, selects a ship and turns towards it. The figure does not go anywhere and does not move, gray eyes continuously watch as the ship disappears over the horizon. In the Heavenly Office, the hand hovered over the sheet; it was necessary to give the figure a new definition over the crossed out word “sailor”. The office regularly serves the people who once gave it the definition of “Heavenly.”