Time’s up. I planted the seeds years ago. Now the trees are grown up. The pattern is formed. So…can I borrow your airplane? I want to check it out from the birds-eye.
Sure, let’s fly up there together. But I have to warn you, it’s not a pretty sight. Stare too long, and you’ll start thinking things you wish you hadn’t thought. Also, leave the camera on the ground. There’ll be some hysteria if the locals see what I’ve done.
Blink and you’ll miss it. I am not sure what my reasoning was back then. Always been a reticent sort, my intentions unclear, especially to myself.
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