Tesseracts 11 ~ Friday, April 06, 2007
This morning, I walked up past the new subdivision to the end of the
world. Or at least, to the beginning of the end, just at the edge of
the mud flats.
It's deceptive, when you stand there, where the asphalt breaks off in
that jaggedy line and the flats begin. They look like they spread out
forever, but actually, it's just a couple of hundred yards. And then
the world ends.
They've set up patrols along the edge at night, so people don't wander
out there accidentally and fall off. They also try to catch the
jumpers when they can, but they don't always succeed. People still
slip through.
Take this morning, for instance. I mean maybe I just got lucky, but
there was no-one in sight when I walked up. Even the watchers in the
houses along the edge weren't around. I could've just kept right on
going and maybe even jumped if I wanted to.
But I didn't. I just wanted to see the flats.
They look a little like I imagine a beach must have looked, back in
the day, except of course there would have been ocean, instead of
nothing.
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