This is, to me, the loveliest and saddest landscape in the world. It is the same as that on the preceding pages, but I have drawn it again to impress it on your memory. It is here that the little prince appeared on Earth, and disappeared.
Look at it carefully so that you will be sure to recognize it in case you travel some day to the African desert. And, if you should, come upon this spot, please do not hurry on. Wait for a time, exactly under the star. Then if a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and who refuses to answer questions, you will know who he is. If this should happen, please comfort me. Send me word that he has come back.