“Where are we on the map, Baker B.? It’s very important we keep up with the map. We’ve come soo far.”
“Let’s see.” Alter.
“We’ve just found out that Elvira, you know, the aunt of Mrs. Ordinary who lives up in Chapel Vile over on the Corsica continent…”
“She lives at or near Terriergate, the art gallery in Terriergate. This would be on the very western tip of the Lower Austra peninsula, maybe putting it in the Wild West category instead. You see (W.), I’m having a hard time still dividing the regions of the Nautilus continent up.”
“Do you think the elimination of Collagesity would help?” I waited for more and it didn’t come.
“What do *you* think?” I ventured in the gap. Nothing still.
“A spirit is summoned by a witch in Spirit Witch,” I declared.
“Start there,” a faint voice comes from the darkness in the distance.
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Her flying craft landed with a soft crash on the beach, barely avoiding a dancing Grey.
Well, I’m finally home, she thought, and unbuckled her red seatbelt holding her still naked body secure within.
No need to put clothes on for the extended visit, she figured. Since she was seeing her “mountain man” again, ha. She’d just be out of them in a jiffy.
These Greys weren’t as lucky.
How could this be the same background painting as mine? Think, Original Ruby. Think!
Is it the woods? she then turned around in her mind. Like a dancer. Impossible. Right? That would mean…
“… everything is connected, yes,” spoke W., in my head at last. Now maybe I can get some work done (!).
The tableau over there by the same artist. This is me (!). Ruby, the dancer in or of the woods. Tree. Red and green in buckets being used to paint the bottom — the roots — but then blue and yellow being poured on the top — the leaves. And the 3 spherical creatures accomplishing the art?
Wood creatures, perhaps. Persimmons. 199, if not 200. Unch. Living Tree. The woods still have power (!). Even though I don’t live next to them any longer. Collageisty is on Nautilus now, as of novel 13. This is from novel 10, when the woods were still strong and omnipresent. There’s a void…
“What is the void?” spoke W. again. I knew I had to get down and examine the art of the gallery more closely. There be the answers. WOOSH.
Yes, that book. Not mine, but…
It reminds me of the tesseract.
Down to the first floor…
I’ve seen this before too.
Maybe this in Dennis.
Which might explain this nearby.
The wrong Ruby winked out. POOF.