At last we had crossed the great fertile island. There had been a bamboo forest, thanks to which we were able to make new boats and oars.
When everything was ready, Sister Spider spoke up:
"This is what I've been asked to do for you. My role ends here. I shall leave you now. You must go on and find your place of Emergence on your own. Keep your kopavis open and you'll find the right path.
"Thank you for all you've done for us, Sister Spider," we replied. "We'll always remember what you said."
And off we went, rowing and rowing, heading northeast.
My lovely Chosposi is starting to round out. Ihope we find land before she gives birth...
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The New World
Science FictionIn the future, most people have been implanted in their brains since childhood. The implanted chip allows everybody to connect to the Networks as a simple operation of thought. Long time ago, occurred a terrible catastrophe called the Big Holocaust:...
