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More Fun #2
She taps her helmet and across her eyes from the clear monitor hanging down in front of her face from the helmet appears information in her native language. What the local intelligent life forms refer to their planet as, and what the closest nearby would call hers. Zastia sends out a signal in the hopes that someone picks up on it.
She looks at her violet power ring, which has suffered damage and is trying its best to repair itself.
Zastia sees the object that was flying away from the planet start to veer away, perhaps in the hopes of not colliding with her. Zastia is slowing down, having made her way through the asteroid belt.
Zastia now receives a signal from the artificial satellite. It has wings like Zastia’s, but is completely encased.
The information provides Zastia with enough for now. The planet is Earth. The intelligent life forms are called “humans” with both males and females and function at a similar, but reduced evolutionary rate. The native tongue of the signal receiver and responder is Earth-English, indicating that this planet has more than one language. Zastia needs to respond.
Little Linda
She is small, young, and adventurous. She is a 7-year old full of imagination. Her father, Mayor Flint has a nice backyard that Little Linda turns into her own universe on a daily basis. Every day after school and before it is time to study and then have dinner, she is there living a heroic life.
She is leaping from the swing set and delivering swift kicks to the bad guys. She is defending the honor of her father and her town. She is using her invisible protective shield to ward off attacks from villains and various monsters.
Little Linda, she is full of wonder. Then comes the frustration, wanting to finally make it to her headquarters. Her father had wanted to build her a tree house, but his mayoral duties have kept him too busy. Instead, there is only the tree. For weeks, Linda has done her best to climb up the tree anyway.
Today, she has made it up the tree somehow to a branch that is high off the ground. It is a feeling of achievement. That feeling however is short lived as she looks down and realizes, she is stuck here. There is only one way down. That option is not a good one, either.



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