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Every few dozen yards there was a single stunted shrub or small tree, or in some cases a group of the same, and the spaces between these was littered with scattered rocks and occasionally a smaller, flowering plant. EVERY FEW DOZEN YARDS THERE WAS A SINGLE STUNTED SHRUB OR SMALL TREE OR IN SOME CASES A GROUP OF THE SAME IN THE SPACES BETWEEN THESE WAS LITTERED WITH SOME SCATTERED ROCKS AND OCCASIONALLY A SMALLER FLOWERING PLANT
op. Below me passed the ocean, looking generally the same as ever, though paler and less alive, like a ghost of its former self, but still close enough to bring the calm of reminiscing. Soon even the ocean began to give way to the fast approaching mainland, and I abandoned my restive meditations to solve the problem of how to land. I had not made any contraptions for that purpose, having not thought about it in the hurry to leave my prison. I decided to use a traditional circling approach, in the same way scavenging birds descend on their prey. When I was a mile or so inland, I began to circle about in wide spirals, narrowing them as I drew closer to the ground. In this way I had slowed down enough by the time I made contact with the ground that neither I nor my craft was injured in the landing. The terrain proved to be as desolate as it had appeared from the distance, for the main vegetation was a weakly sprouting grass that was only a few inches high, though not mowed or chewed down. AS LYING UNFASTENED TO THE TABLE TOP BELOW ME PASSED THE OCEAN LOOKING GENERALLY THE SAME AS EVER THOUGH PALER AND LESS ALIVE LIKE A GHOST OF ITS FORMER SELF BUT STILL CLOSE ENOUGH TO BRING THE CALM OF REMINISCING SOON EVEN THE OCEAN BEGAN TO GIVE WAY TO THE FAST APPROACHING MAINLAND AND I ABANDONED MY RESTIVE MEDITATIONS TO SOLVE THE PROBLEM OF HOW TO LAND I HAD NOT MADE ANY CONTRAPTIONS FOR THAT PURPO HAVING NOT THOUGHT ABOUT IT IN A HURRY TO LEAVE MY PRISON I DECIDED TO USE A TRADITIONAL CIRCLING APPROACH IN THE SAME WAY SCAVENING BIRDS DESCEND ON THEIR PREY WHEN I WAS A MILE OR SO INLAND I BEGAN TO CIRCLE IN WIDE SPIRALS NARROWING THEM AS I DREW CLOSER TO THE GROUND IN THIS WAY I HAD SLOWED DOWN ENOUGH BY THE TIME I MADE CONTACT WITH THE GROUND THAT NEITHER I NOR MY CRAFT WAS INJURED IN THE LANDING THE TRAIN PROVED TO BE AS DESOLATE AS IT HAD APPEARED FROM THE DISTANCE FOR THE MAIN VEGETATION WAS A WEAKLY SPROUTING GRASS IT WAS ONLY A FEW INCHES HIGH THOUGH NOT MOWED OR CHEWED DOWN
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