Thirty-eighth Lotus

[spandexisyouth]

[The writing's a little shaky at first, but it regains its normal strength quickly.]

I know what the Wilderness is. Where, I mean. The elevator took me there once. It is my home.

I do not know who the people on the mountain are. And I have not yet found where I might have lived. But I know this place.

[Now his writing gets a little excited.]

My students! Those whom I am teaching! Let us meet in the Wilderness for classes and I will teach you where I have taught before! It is fitting!

[Added a few moments later, as it occurs to him.]

I am sorry to those who were worried when I was put in the sand. I am all right now.

Comments

[burnt_orangesky]

I suppose it is a bit special, if you are accustomed to grass that is green.

Very good. I shall do my very best not to be late.

[spandexisyouth]

I am, and I liked seeing grass that was a different color.

I shall be early! But that is not unusual.

[burnt_orangesky]

Now we must hope there is a Wilderness where the grass is another color, say pink or purple, so we can both be astonished.

I am entirely unsurprised.

[spandexisyouth]

Yes! I like things to be green, but it would be interesting to see more colors!

...I think you are teasing.

[burnt_orangesky]

Whatever would give you that impression?

[spandexisyouth]

The way you wrote 'entirely.' I am not too early ever!

[burnt_orangesky]

I suppose not. Your enthusiasm nicely compliments Bell's lack of any such thing.

[spandexisyouth]

He does not completely lack enthusiasm! He just lacks enthusiasm for most things that are not dogs or books.

[burnt_orangesky]

As I say, you compliment each other nicely.

[spandexisyouth]

Thank you, Fred. That is a high compliment, I think.