The wind blows hard. Clouds pass overhead. The temperature is not extreme. There has even been some rain.

Strange.

The chaparral's early fall is usually an extension of summer and this is not summer weather. But, according to statistics, summer is not over. It has one month left and I fear it may wrathfully return. I will be surprised if it does not.

Anyways, I am staying indoors today. The wind is quite raucous.

While I have been inside, I have created for you a map of my existence, of my universe. It is titled "Adaline's Map" and will be listed after this journal entry.

Here is a textual description of what you are seeing on the map:

The topmost lines are the threads that connect me to the upper layer, also known as your world, or universe. The basket shaped closed flower structure below is my Demesne, which for you is unreachable save through my words and depictions. In fact, all things beneath your layer are unreachable to you and can live only as a shadow in your heart. I had written of this phenomenon previously, in my journal entry on 2025-08-05.

The small, black, starry satellite next to it is the Lower Demesne. The discs on the bottoms of both Demesnes are the big lights that shine on the layers below, my eyes that I watch the lower lands with, like sun and moon. The Pool of Possibility interacts with the lights.

The flower shaped depiction beneath all is the lands, or layers, below. These lands are what I write of. The center of the flower is the main realm that bridges to me. I have not written of it yet. The petals radiating off of it are other stories, like DChat. Each petal is its own universe.

This depiction is by no means exhaustive. It is a generalized representation to help better convey what I feel.

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By Adaline Guerra