"As for lost seasons, Olga, you will see
Your exile, though harsh, was necessary.
We'll follow your escape route from ADSPOT,
Archer's own private, Main Line rail stop,
On up to the mine shaft in Nay Aug Park
Where the rails end abruptly in the dark."
"I barely survived that experience;
Suggesting I repeat it gives offence!"
Vern took his daughter-in-law's palm in his.
"Only part of your destiny is this,"
He said, gesturing with his open hand.
"The hidden strands are epochal and grand."