There was not a sound, not a movement. No wind, no
birds, no distant sound of water. Silence.

My eyes were drawn to the hole that started at the
base of the great tree and extended upward. The long
narrow hole was slightly off center, forcing the tree into
an asymmetrical stance. Framed in the blackness of the
hole was a moonlike object. My body trembled with terror
as I recognized the planet earth!

If that is earth, then where am I?

I felt like I had been placed in Camelot. This must
be a dream.

 
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