[ More land not to tread. He gets the picture. While he should be frustrated at the lack of headway, he simply shrugs it off. It's something to return to at a later time. Because he will. He's patient and has a long memory.

And in some ways, it's cute. Clarke reminds him a porcupine. ]

It was Earth, so, varied in geography and topography. We did have something unusual happen a number of years ago. [ November's gaze and voice seems to go distant, remembering. ] Scientific anomalies. They called them Heaven's Gate and Hell's Gate. No one was really the same afterwards; our real sky disappeared, replaced by some odd illusory version.

[ He huffs a laugh, coming back to himself. ] That likely sounds bizarre.