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avevale_intelligencer) wrote2005-11-17 10:02 pm
avevale_intelligencer) wrote2005-11-17 10:02 pm
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Making the Best, continued
I don't know why I'm bothering with the day count any more. I've completely lost track of how long I've been here. I suppose it just gives me a feeling of sequence.
I can just about walk again. The ankle still hurts a bit, and I don't know what damage remains, but since there wasn't anything I could do about it, there's no sense worrying. I'm going to give it another few days before I start shinnying up and down ladders again, of course.
The bats eat the fruit off the trees. I could hear them guzzling all last night. Probably pollinate the blossoms as well: if they don't, I don't know what does. Or what keeps the bat population down. I mean, sixteen-stone explorers don't fall off ladders on a regular enough basis.
I'm tempted to return to Myst, but if I do that I'm going to have to fix those wires again to come back here. I know my connections won't have lasted. Better if I can do whatever I need to do here in one trip.
What do I need to do here? I have food now, I have a comfortable bed (though I am running out of clean linen--must find the Laundry Age), and being here isn't going to help me get home. Am I just going to all the Ages so I can say I went? Is that what it's become?
What am I looking for here?
Answer: something the Stranger didn't find. A hidden room. A secret. Another way of looking at things.
Some way of making the best of this ridiculous situation.
I can just about walk again. The ankle still hurts a bit, and I don't know what damage remains, but since there wasn't anything I could do about it, there's no sense worrying. I'm going to give it another few days before I start shinnying up and down ladders again, of course.
The bats eat the fruit off the trees. I could hear them guzzling all last night. Probably pollinate the blossoms as well: if they don't, I don't know what does. Or what keeps the bat population down. I mean, sixteen-stone explorers don't fall off ladders on a regular enough basis.
I'm tempted to return to Myst, but if I do that I'm going to have to fix those wires again to come back here. I know my connections won't have lasted. Better if I can do whatever I need to do here in one trip.
What do I need to do here? I have food now, I have a comfortable bed (though I am running out of clean linen--must find the Laundry Age), and being here isn't going to help me get home. Am I just going to all the Ages so I can say I went? Is that what it's become?
What am I looking for here?
Answer: something the Stranger didn't find. A hidden room. A secret. Another way of looking at things.
Some way of making the best of this ridiculous situation.