You have done good, wife of mine (!). Now you are ready to begin 11. Just at your feet there. Go on…
… go on… It won’t hurt you.
“Won’t it?”
“No.” The Straight recently disconnected from Utah through the filling in of the se corner of Our Second Lyfe’s Omega continent, I knew she had (probably) found her safety zone and was ready — okay — to proceed. I raise the terrain from my side to meet her, to show her I’m totally serial about this situation now.
I reset the whole thing by entering the door directly beneath the big Martian boo high — but not too high — in the New Island sky. Nawt Vaya Free State’s Boos here we come!
Sunklands 