Storyteller Michael-Scott Earle
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Tamer Chapter 4 Scenes 21ABCD
🕑 Added 2022-07-23 14:57:34 +0000 UTCThis is going to be a wide pan shot. It actually took a long ass time to get the artist to understand the lay out, and I had to draw him tons of pictures that just looked terrible because ya'll know how bad I draw.
From the book:
I rubbed my face with my free hand as we emerged into the daylight. Every moment of my life was now a surprise, but I was greeted by a huge shock in the landscape.
Instead of the wet, sticky tangle of ferns, vines, and strange sinuous trees from yesterday and this morning, we were now in a forest of huge conifers that seemed more like the Sequoia Redwoods than a Jurassic jungle. There were relatively few of the true giant trees, and they grew with forty or fifty yards of space between each other for as far as I could see into the grove. Ferns and other small plants hugged against the trunks, and clumps of smaller evergreens dotted the forest as well. There were also flat, open areas of fallen pine needles between each of the ancient redwoods.
“How far away was the place where you rescued me?” I asked as we walked down the narrow pathway leading from cave to the bottom some twenty-five feet below us.
“About a mile and a half,” Sheela responded.
“How is that possible?” I wondered. “Where are the vines, and stuff? It’s like we’re on a different planet and we didn’t go very far.”
“I do not try to understand the technology controlling this world. I have walked the coast for many days and have seen several different lands. On my world, we have vast swamps, grasslands, and forests seemingly without end. Here, everything is jumbled as if the builders want to confuse us.” She paused for a moment to choose her words carefully. “I stayed here because it reminds me of home.”
I wanted to ask her about her world, but something she said was more pressing.
“How do you know what ‘mile’ means?” I asked. “Do your people use the same unit of measurement?”
“Yes,” Sheela said as she shook her head. “You misunderstand. Our abductors have made it so we speak the same language and use the same measurements. It sounds as if you are speaking my language. We believe they have done this so that we can survive in the world they built.”
“You think all this was built?” I asked as I thought through her words.
