I went back again to that starting point with flier/namecards in my pocket. That was just in case Tinkerbell circled back. Riding the bike as slowly as I can, I called her name and 'COME BACK'. Every flying shape got called to. That even include butterflies until I realised that they were butterflies.
I became conscious of all movements. That was a very pastoral land with padi fields and lotus ponds and lily ponds and patches of ... (more)

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