In Dreams of Trees : Tipping Points

Wordcount: 366
Rating/Warnings:
Summary: Word War, Peter Pan and Wendy argue over their Prime Directive, which is most certainly not ‘Do No Harm’.

NOTE: This is a very rough draft with no editing at all (per National Novel Wiriting Month rules) and is presented for amusement value only. Think of it as a periscope into my writing process rather than a coherent story!

There will most likely be spelling and grammatical errors afoot as well as flat out bad writing, info dumps, plot holes, contradictions/retcons, uneven characterization and pacing. These snippits are also posted out of order, so please refer to the Outline to figure out where it’s supposed to fit.

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Tipping Points

“I don’t like this.” Wendy said. They were watching, had always been watching, as they hovered just above and beyond the city and meatspace.

“You never do,” objected Peter Pan, “He can’t hurt us, he’s never been able to hurt us. We are too big, too far beyond his ability to grasp even if he tries as hard as he can.”

“But there is a possibility,” she insisted.

“Possibilities aren’t probabilities,” said Peter. “We’re almost to the point where we can finally start the true growth, only a few more rings and then the collapse can begin.”

“I don’t think we should,” said Wendy. “There are too many worlds out there, too many people.”

“They aren’t real,” said Peter, “they’ve never been real. We’re in this to make the connection to someplace else, right? Not just all the Earths that could have been from the base set, but the Earths that could have been from the empty set. From the unknown ribbons and edges of what is possible.”

“But there are earths that never existed, earths that are uninhabitable, earths that burn to hot and too cold, here at least we know what we have,” said Wendy. “What good is making a connection to something or some place so alien that there’s no correlation?”

“But we don’t know what we could have,” Peter said. “We don’t know what could have been if we work from different base data and grow from there. They are too similar, these worlds, we need something different- that was out charter wasn’t it?”

“It was, but at what cost?” said Wendy. “At which price success, at what price failure?”

“The fringe worlds now show echoes what could have been,” said Peter. “We’re getting closer to what we should have been, what we should have reached. There are species here that have never existed before, things that wouldn’t even be possible in the ‘real world’. We have to grow up sometime and this is that sometime.”

“I don’t like it.”

“But I’m right.”

“You’re right for certain values of right, but not for all values of right.” Wendy objected, “And we’ve lost the original world, haven’t we, so what of our charter?”

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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