The Game of Life - Lauren Ipsum: A Story About Computer Science and Other Improbable Things - page 60

Winsome went back to minding the ship's wheel. Laurie played with making more gliders,
pretty waves, and curls. Xor tried to bite the glowing squiggles as they wriggled by, but all
he caught was a mouthful of water.
Laurie got good at finding patterns that skittered through the water for longer and longer, but
eventually, she grew restless.
“Winsome, where are we going?”
“We're headed for Abstract Island,” Winsome replied. “I have some deliveries to make. We
should get there by morning.”
“Abstract Island? That isn't on my map,” Laurie said.
“I bet a lot of things aren't on your map, girl.”
“You mean the map is not the territory?”
“Eh? Who told you that?” Winsome asked.
“Colonel Trapp. He sent me a really strange letter.”
“Oh, him .”
“Do you know Colonel Trapp?”