From Pleasantville to Maryland, August 26th, 2011!!!, Morning After Radio

[lockestheway]

There was no big flash of light, no flare, no crackle of thunder. It was very simple: one moment, the land past Fandom's shores was black and white, and the date laid somewhere in the 50s. The next, there was color, and land, and the cosiness of Fandom's old bay.

Whatever the island had gone searching for all summer, she had apparently not found it, but that was all right. Home was good enough, when it came right down to it.

Now, she would rest. And prepare for the new arrivals that would soon touch upon her shores.