
Flutter and I visited ‘The Shambles’, the other day…

… ‘Are you saying that ‘me’ in the future, sent you back to ‘me’, in the present?’ I asked my little friend…

… ‘That is correct, Seri’ she replied, all the while continuing her silent perambulations of my head…

… ‘How far in the future are we talking about?’ I wondered allowed…

… ‘Several thousand years’ she answered…

… ‘Oh, so not that far’ I mused…

… ‘Certainly not by your standards, my love’ she concluded…

… the fact that I am still around, several thousand years into the future, is, of course, no surprise to me, given that my planetoid mother is actually billions of years old, and I seem to have inherited her indestructibility…

… why I would be sending pretty little butterflies who love me, back in time to myself, now, is a matter for further consideration. We eventually found ourselves in a cafe/bar… the huge bong and smouldering joints on one of the tables went some way to explain the colourful eclecticism and shambolic clutter of this place (:
http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/The%20Hidden/130/125/30
A bit noir colors, good perspective, interesting story. š
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Oh looks very interesting!
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