The Last Time Machine. Forum A street, somewhere in the wor..

Tumbling onto a street, it's relatively quiet...I hear bird chirpings, and I see a sun rise coming through the trees...
I don't know where I am, or where I came from....I just know that I am tired, and I would love some company!

Im found, sitting in a door stoop, out of the painful corset, clothes and dresses.

Im wearing once again, my favorite pair of plaid pants, and a plain black tee, with my hair down, and it's falling in my face.

I sense someone standing over me, and I see their shadow....I look up and see.......

From Montmartre apartment scene, merging...))))

(((With the glass still in my hand, I leave my appartment, taking each step slowly and deliberately, taking my time. I am counting my paces.))))


At the door I walk out across the pavement, directly across the road, through an archway into the next street and stop.
I pause.
I look left. I look right.
Nothing.
Confusing. I look at my watch. I'm certain I'm right.

I turn to go, perhaps it is not today, although....

On a step, in a doorway, she sits. I step closer and look at her tumbled hair, her delicate limbs.

Ah.......yes.



{Posted here and in The present day street thread}

I glance up, pushing the hair out of my face, squinting into the sun....it's Ebby.

Strange that, she knew I would be here....


"Hey Ebby...where is everyone? Where did you go? Where did you come from?"

The watch....you know, the petals, and I remembered.

(I reach out my hand to haul her up from the step)

Are you hungry, I have ripe pears, bread and coffee.....?