I was surveying the goings on of Flatland below, and encountered these lines. It could have been one line folded in on itself or, more likely, two lines cooperating with each other. Whatever it was, it must have been hungry. I knew it could sense my presence, through gravitation or other invisible forces. It seemed […]
Flatland has a hereafter. The aged arrow, ghostly in appearance, is destine for dimensions that are unknown and unknowable in Flatland.
This looks like a white-bordered, yellow, cracked arrow, which it is, in Flatland. However, in the world of three dimensions, it is a speed bump. Somehow, Flatland space became warped, and the yellow rectangle cracked at the strain.
From the perspective of a dimension unknown to Flatlanders, this part of their world looks decrepit and decaying. How do the residents experience this ‘space’?
I’m trying to think of a Flatland explanation of this configuration of lines. The only thing that comes to mind is that the array of lines is a defensive instinct of Flatland lines, similar to the Roman Turtle defense. When threatened, the lines assume a configuration that will repel their enemies.
In Flatland (I decided), the police are flexible lines that rush to the scene of an emergency. Here we see a near miss with a citizen line as taken by a traffic camera (in another dimension).