Things were losing definition. Time,
meaning, feelings – it was all replaced by a fuzzy buzz that was
either more or less. That was all he could sense, all he could
connect to. What was the point of anything?
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Doctor Time’s stomach dropped. He barely remembered meeting himself 20 minutes ago giving himself keys to the Impossible Lightning, the Ti... -
The grass grew quickly under her feet. If she stood too long in one spot it almost hurt – tiny blades pressing upward insistently. “The...
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The mansion was dark and oppressive, with only candlelight to fight off the shadows. Everyone had been assembled in the study with the d...