First: Spoils of War I: Surrender
PLEASE NOTE: I WENT BACK TO THE END OF CHAPTER 21 AND AM REWRITING FROM THAT POINT.
The terrarium seemed to have developed a strange mess in the lefthand back corner. Isidora moved it this way and that – carefully, always carefully; even though it was on a rotating platform, she always made certain to move it very slowly – until she could get a magnifying glass aimed at the corner in question.
Yes. She frowned at it for a moment. It seemed to have gotten a ruined building. Ruined, mostly abandoned, the roof collapsing.
When was the last time she’d looked at that corner? Maybe last week. The terrarium was mostly self-sustaining – it needed a little water and a little food every so often and she kept it plugged in to a battery back up to make sure it stayed at about the right temperature and such things, and it had been a busy week.
Still. She took a series of photos and made a couple notes. She’d have to keep an eye on that. Continue reading