Looks Like We're Not in New Amsterdam anymore, Konijn

[nieuwnederlands]

[A young boy walked through the forest, carrying a basket of cheese and bread. A small rabbit was perched on his shoulder, nose flickering wildly. When he finally reached the clearing he stopped, looking around. His brows furrowed in confusion. Everything felt off about the area. Where was the creek that usually ran through the area? And where was

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This Maria is around his age. I think. In human years.

[albinogenius]

I assume you got lost, didn't you?

[albinogenius]

I assume it's a place away from time and space.

[nieuwnederlands]

[He nodded. He may as well pretend he knew what she was talking about.]

Oh. That makes sense.

[albinogenius]

[It's hard to be a child and a genius.]

... You didn't get it, did you?

[nieuwnederlands]

Uhm...No.

[albinogenius]

I thought so. [She sighs.]

Imagine the place you come from is a world shut away from every other possibly existing one. Like a fruit. And this place is connecting them all, like a tree the fruits are hanging on.

[nieuwnederlands]

Like an apple tree?

[albinogenius]

Something the like, yes.

[nieuwnederlands]

And this is tree...and we're apples.

Okay.

I think I get it.

[albinogenius]

[She wanted to correct him... but no. He had a hard time to understand this situation already.]

That's good.

[nieuwnederlands]

[He looked down at the apples in his basket.]

...

[He was never eating an apple again.]

So where do I go from here?

[albinogenius]

... It was just an example, people aren't fruits.

[See? She will eat one.]

That depends on where you want to go to.