Well, I met my grandfather, to start with. And his brother. I found out that they're a pair of old rock musicians from 70's who knew and understood everything that was going on.
[ She turns one hand and takes another coffee sip. ]
I met the writer of the pages, helped him get out of a tight spot, in fact. He was a pretty famous author, actually, missing for 13 years.
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[ She turns one hand and takes another coffee sip. ]
I met the writer of the pages, helped him get out of a tight spot, in fact. He was a pretty famous author, actually, missing for 13 years.
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Did he do the same thing? See through the changes?
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He wrote the story. Or he tried to.
And apparently, he'd been trying for a long time.
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Now you've lost me.
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But his 'story', the words on the page, affected reality.
It wasn't that the writer was seeing what would happen.
The writer's story is what made it happen.
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Alright.