When he had created the beautiful sandstone ranges of Gariwerd, he often took the form of the Eagle so that he could view his work. He looked over the...mountains; he listened to the sound of water, dripping after rain and thundering over waterfalls; he watched the plants and animals grow from moss and tiny blades of grass to sturdy gums.Bunjil asked Crow, who had charge of the winds, to open his bags and let out some wind. Crow opened a bag in which he kept his whirlwinds, creating a cyclone. Tricia looked up and saw her doppelganger sitting in the seat behind her, relaxing with a dreamy look on her face. Tricia looked around at the Metro train. They were inside the tunnels now.“This is weird. I keep winding up here.”“Yeah. Me too,” said the other Tricia lazily.Tricia blinked, and pinched herself. “This is a dream, right?”The other Tricia nodded and sighed. “Yeah, I figured that out last time.”Tricia looked around, and back at her twin. “Long trains going through tunnels ... that I. ...and that could wait, he thought to himself as he spotted theunmistakable cotton tail of one of the casino's bunny girls.She seemed to be serving one of the other patrons, having her back to him,but he could see enough of her well enough. She stood on a pair of gold-coloured heeled pumps, her slim legs clad in black pantyhose, leading upto the deep red leotard she wore. The back was like a thong, emphasisingher butt cheeks with the little white bunny tail calling attention to it.Around each. I had my back to the ocean as she tried to stalk me for revenge. I tossed her sunglasses back to her (and, because she lacked my cat-like reflexes, she promptly dropped them). While her attention was diverted, I moved in again.I quickly learned that Liz was just playing possum. She waited for me to get close before snatching her sunglasses up and jumping on me.She wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.“I should make you carry me to shore this way,” she said. “Big.