Fantasy's Eden
He paused for a long moment before saying, “I suppose at this point it won’t matter. We are heading for Eden.”
“Eden?” I exclaimed softly in complete lack of understanding as to where that was.
“Yes, at least that’s what the Nazis called it. Never been there myself, but I’m sure that it’s a regular goose marching paradise.”
My mind searched for clues as to what made sense of what I was hearing. Pulling on memory I said, “Do you mean Antarctica, the part of it called New Swabia by the Germans in World War II?”
“Well, now, you do know a thing or two, don’t you my dear. No bad American blonde jokes for you, although I do detect a little something else other than American.”
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