There is nowhere in Dixie where you'll find mountains like that.There is nowhere in Dixie where you'll find mountains like that. Whoever built this had an interesting and subtle sense of comedy. And a good knowledge of Terra's history. Again, it pointed to Brieanna's lying to me somewhere. Odd. I haven't decided what I'm going to call my prison guard yet. Brie is too common, but do I then call her Brieanna or Miss Flanders? Gods, Miss Flanders sounds like an old school teacher. Brieanna it is, then. I looked up, then, along the ring. Ring it was, so at least I was on a ringworld, although confirming that it was indeed Pendor would take some doing. Although, I thought with a smile, there were no other ringworlds around, at least as far as I knew. Glancing up, I watched for a few seconds to register the direction the shadows were moving and figure my concepts of 'east' and 'west', and, true to her word, I figured we were aspinward of the ocean, and if that was the Vinyare' sea, then we were pretty far away from any inhabited region. Great. I walked around the side of the house, and as I did so something caught my eye. The touchstone of the building was there, and engraved on it was "Paul Lewis, '54." Okay, that confirms something else. Paul at least had a hand in this. Figures, my first son doing this to me. Do I kill him yet, or what? I continued on my walk. |