I'll skip this oasis in the fall if it makes me get to Quenteno at a pace which I am not used to, I would have taken my horses although it seems the mandibles they were blessed with have grown weak in this age. I carried five sacks of potatoes across that lake and when I pulled myself up out of the icy water I realized I had never had any potatoes at all and that in reality a large piece of sea-weed had clung to my back. The sea-weed would travel with me for many months and eventually become my companion. Later after all the fighting and the time spent figuring out how to work the microwave the sea-weed wrote 7 best selling novels. one day at the store I saw a book and I knew it was his I walked slowly over to it and reached for it as I opened the page my face grew long... all the pages were empty?!?