Macro Adventures

Macro Adventures

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And as I cros­sed Phutra’s flower-bespan­gled plain that time I see­med almost to fly, though how much of the sen­sa­ti­on was due to Perry’s sug­ges­ti­on and how much to actua­li­ty I am sure I do not know. The more I thought of Per­ry the less plea­su­re I took in my new-found free­dom. The­re could be no liber­ty for me wit­hin Pel­lu­ci­dar unless the old man shared it with me, and only the hope that I might find some way to encom­pass his release kept me from tur­ning back to Phu­t­ra.
Just how I was to help Per­ry I could scar­ce ima­gi­ne, but I hoped that some for­tui­tous cir­cum­s­tance might sol­ve the pro­blem for me. It was qui­te evi­dent howe­ver that litt­le less than a mira­cle could aid me, for what could I accom­plish in this stran­ge world, naked and unar­med? It was even doubt­ful that I could retrace my steps to Phu­t­ra should I once pass bey­ond view of the plain, and even were that pos­si­ble, what aid could I bring to Per­ry no mat­ter how far I wan­de­red?

Details

Date:  26. Mai 2014
Skills:  Objects, Urban
Client:  Zaratrusta Inc.