#11

Alice often thought about the fact that, if everything had gone the way they told her it would, she would have never discovered the truth.  She would have slept her way to tomorrow, closed her eyes once and not opened them again until they were on a new rock, new ground, new false bottom.  The six of them would have stepped out and looked up at the new sky and believed that the big black empty between the two rocks was nothing, a neverdream, a forgotten.