A manuscript is an unusual world. It is a country. It is a river. It is a secret garden, a heterotopia, a non-place. It is a courtyard of wonders. It is a den of robbers. It is the place of dreams and uncertainty. Oasis of all possibilities. The author can still change the gender of his characters, their age or the color of their hair in an unpublished text. He can change their fate as much as he wants. Let them die and bring them back to life a few minutes later