Chapter 5 The Box, p. 536
I should not have taken the box. That really gave it away. Removing some of the material from the Little Box may have certainly made someone suspicious, but that could have been a fluke, to them at least. A wander — no. I keep coming back to the fact that a wanderer would have taken the whole thing. I only took what I normally take — a sample. They had to have noticed that the scoop was gone, too. Was it that item that caught their attention? Maybe that was the dumb thing, taking that scoop. But shoot, it was just a silver scoop, nothing of value. Till it…. crap.
Apparently the material was of some import, because whoever it was then took the whole box, the Little Box, but left the Big Box. Empty.
Just looking at me, empty. Just try returning the material now, clever woman.
Well, if they left that to ‘catch’ a thief, they succeeded. At the same time, I did try later to put that box back too. What am I going to do with an empty wooden box? If I ever find that tavern and a chair like the other I will. Now they are gone, too. It seems the more I try to put things back the way they were the more they become irreversible. I’d worry, but I don’t know what to worry about first. A box, a box, or a tavern disappearing? Pick one and worry.
If I hadn’t taken a sample would the box have disappeared? That one will bug me.
All actions have an equal and opposite reaction. All potentials manifest somewhere.
Oh boy, I really don’t like the thoughts I’m thinking.