In a hidden wing of the prison she finds a big clue, perhaps a master map. Gazing at pink, she knows where she is. And who she is! She dispenses with the cow part, hoping to remember more.
It worked! All Orange beneath (perfection). “I am a–.”
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“Once you finish your meditation we can begin the reading, Edward.”
“Still can’t believe you’re a (prison) psychic as well as a bartender, Nas,” he spoke from his yoga position across the scrying table. Another Golden Goddess, he thinks. A chain! And all he had to do was set up a date later on to pay. Perfection once more.
“*Concentrate*. Put the question foremost in your mind.”
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“This prison can no longer hold you, Edward, her Eddie,” she read. “You have past through the 2 pillars. 10 becomes 1 from bottom to top and you begin again. You will have enough money to prosper or at least be comfortable in your olden age to do so.”
Good but not original Golden Goddess good, Eddie intuits here. He must return to her.
Now he just has to wait on Pink to finish her sentence.
Sunklands 