World's Over Journal X The Tree Bridge

     Well Charles is finally off on his adventure beyond the tree which fell over the ravine. He had been debating with himself to go see if the gap in the tree line was a source of water for several days now. Freya went with him, to give him advice about what plants or small creatures he may not want to touch. She also mentioned that if they come across any angels it would be best if Charles had a local representative with him, to persuade them not to take him captive or kill him on the spot.

     We had spent a few days preparing for their adventure, taking supplies from Bahamut’s belly. The portable laser we had moved to were the tree had fallen and hidden it for the night, it was to be used only to carve a passage through the tree to the other side, a bridge inside the tree if you will, was our purpose. A supply of several days’ worth of water was brought up from the river at the bottom of the ravine, Charles had built a large crank as to lower a large bucket down on a cable, there were several gears so even I could do it without tiring myself out after one load.

     No one else had woken yet, though it seemed as if Priscilla had moved, though when I had checked her heart and pulse, she was just as asleep as she ever had been, as they had always been. Charles and Freya had left very early just before the sun had rose above the tree line far beyond the ravine, a bright fiery orb of the most delightful and radiant blue which flickered to white or green, before turning it’s bright red at noon.

In earnest anticipation of,
Jane
With Charles

Ps. Charles said that we’re still on earth, that the sun is the very same sun we’ve always looked up to. He rambled on, over morning tea on the front steps, about particles scattered in the sky or turbulence in the atmosphere which, along with the angle of the earth’s trajectory orbit around the sun, had given us longer periods of a refractive effect. Something which normally only happened for short periods before sundown. Also, I could have sworn I heard him mumble something about radiation, from the war.