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00460608 (What happens in the cornfield…)

These butterflies were circling fast around her now. Wheeler had been released, although Douglas technically remains at zero as black becomes white ’round back while white becomes black up front. Erasure (infinity). *When* she wakes up.

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Lake,_Sullivan_County,_New_York

According to local lore, its Native American name was Kauneonga—meaning lake with two wings (the lake has a figure 8 layout resembling wings).

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“If I would have told Bob the Builder up front that he had to power to fix The Burg’s infrastructure all along,” she made small talk with him afterwards, “he wouldn’t have believed me. He had to find out for himself.”

Her creation thought about this for a moment — the time lag of the admittance and the unnecessariness of it — then emitted: “Noot. *Logical*.”

“You’re *right,* Douglas. It doesn’t make sense. And that’s why there’s a sphere involved. Black becomes white as white becomes black. Another erasure to match the first.”

She wakes up.

(to be continued)

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00460514 (1st date)

She pops a lemon-lime soda (free!) and ponders possibilities. Two new sims for End of Time since she last visited, Albert here, and then Pogo just above. The parcel’s name is Okefenokee South, another Georgia reference, then. Another theme!

According to its wikipedia article, Okefenokee Swamp is one of Georgia’s 7 natural wonders, a list which also includes Providence Canyon just mentioned in that last post too.

She takes off her shoes and walks along the water’s edge, wondering if this is a place she could actually settle down in for a while. Invite Newt to join her, perhaps. *Or*: Edward. Not really fair to just keep him at that backwards positioned waterfall over in Nawt Vaya for convenience sake. Oh well, onward with the exploration (!).

Or maybe just a totally new person shows up, she thinks a bit later while taking another rest at this barn location.

In fact, there he is.

“Hi. I’m Wheeler.”

“Albert,” he said, eyes not quite formed yet. “But call me Douglas.”

“Douglas it is.” Still no eyes. Wheeler can’t trust him to stay until they form. Still no eyes… still no eyes…

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Aah, who cares.

(to be continued?)

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00450514

“I’ve been struggling to complete this piece for a long while. Could it be you’re the assistant Jack Shepherde promised? I was beginning to think he’d forgotten. Let’s test your artistic eye. Where should my last portion of lime green paint go?”

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“I ordered my feets to stop moving but it probably was just an illusion caused by the higher ups, the powers that be. I was still in control by them, not of them. Not yet. And probably never will given what happened when I laid down on that green green patch of grass that so attracted me. I had to lay there, commanded to again, I suppose. I intended just to rest my eyes and body for a second…

“… which turned out to be another hour, the same period of time I spent on that Dry Rock back in, where was it — not Windytown but the town before that. A couple of towns ago. Anyway, I’ve told you the result. Was my period at hard Dry Rock negated by this square of soft, cushiony green, I have to ask?

“Then, after another hour — the place I would be, say, if I didn’t take that long nap, hmmm — I found the plane that I *didn’t* crash. I began to think I wasn’t alone in this netherworld after all. Lime green as I still was, I began to fear The Other.”

“Thank you very much for this information, Philip,” I said, seeing sweat bead on his forehead again. Time to stop for today. Maybe tomorrow we’ll continue. Day 3? I’m not sure if there is such a thing but we’ll see.

(to be continued)

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