The globe he found himself standing on was small. Very small. Like, he could walk all the way around it in just 20-30 minutes. So, a couple of miles in circumference?

He wasn’t 100% sure how he got to this globe, though he knew with keen certainty that it was something he’d drawn. In fact the very picture in which this globe appeared was hanging on his wall. Which he now couldn’t see nor could he figure out how to get back to. All he could see for as far as he could see was just open air — and a very small patch of land which he was now standing on.

There wasn’t much to see on this globe. There were a few trees, and a stream, but mostly it was the equivalent of a field, with grass and flowers and even some insects. He didn’t remember drawing those. But then, maybe this was all a dream and the foliage and fauna were just extrapolations of his fevered mind.

He jumped. It was a regular jump, no higher than any other jump of his life. The globe pulled him back down.

Gravity shouldn’t work that way here, he realized. The globe is too small to have any real gravity of its own. I should be flying off into space.

And yet he didn’t float away when he jumped. Or walked. Which he was doing now, again, because there was really nothing else for him to do.

He wasn’t even sure why he had light. There was no sun that he could see. The sky, such as it was, was white, not blue, like a sheet of paper. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more certain he was that was exactly what he was looking at. I mean, once you accepted the fact that you were in a drawing of your own making, the logical leap wasn’t that hard to make.

A shadow crossed over him just then. He looked up and saw another globe. How it created a shadow with no visible source of light was beyond him, but there it was. It didn’t look super far away. He could see foliage on it. Could he get to it somehow?

As he watched it slowly orbited down and away. Was it orbiting the globe he was standing on now? Maybe if he timed a jump just right, he could fall to the other globe and somehow attain it that way. But he would have to somehow break this globe’s gravity well to do that. Maybe he could climb a tree to get closer.

The second globe came back around after several minutes. By then he was already as near the top of a tree as he could get. He balanced gingerly on a limb and, when then other globe was roughly overhead, he jumped as hard as he could. It was a good jump, possibly one of his best ever. And he did gain some extra height, but instead of reaching the other globe or falling back to this one, he found himself caught in the Lagrange point between the two bodies. He wouldn’t be landing again anytime soon.

“Well, this is a predicament,” he muttered to himself. And he floated in orbit of the two globes for quite some time after that.

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