Won-Tolla's Libary: full stop

The old wolf, deep in thought, looked up with a slight twitch. "You really think so?"

"Well, he registered - more likely to continue playing - and named his character - making her a bit more real. The narrator won't have to refer to her as "Jim" or "the doe" any more. Smells like future identity crisis to me..."

"Possible. It's one idea I had but didn't finish plotting. Anyway, you have seen all that was on the other site. I wrote a few more chapters, including the solution to Erri's riddle, but didn't get around to uploading them, so they are kind of stranded on my old computer."

"Riddle?" Mark frowned. "One of us is a player. That was a riddle?"

"Well, the meaning is not quite what... Raymee seems to think." Won-Tolla turned his head and raised an ear. "But now we must part. I hear my mother calling for you."

Mark frowned. "You mean my mother calling for me."

1. "That's what I said."
2. "No."
3. Yes, of course. Sorry, slip of tongue."

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