Moving on, the group came to the sixth window. It showed a multitude of faces of every skin color, hair color, eye color, shape, size and age.
“The sixth,” Dixon said.
“That’s right,” Ted said. “The sixth oversee humankind at all stages and in all its varieties.”
Mara marveled at how the complexity of the forms compared to the countless different people in the world. “So what happens when the sixth are out of balance?” she asked, directing her inquiry to Ted.
His eyes remained on the window. His shoulders sagged. “When the sixth are out of balance, people behave as though they can and should do whatever they wish, whenever they want, to whomever they choose. Each person acts as though he is a law unto himself.”
“And then,” Dixon said, “chaos reigns.”
They all stood quietly, each processing the horrors that could exist in such a world. Then after some minutes, they moved on.
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