Bad is bad, and good is good. Was
that impairing his judgment? Was it correct to place on the blame on
the imperfect for not falling in line. Was it really necessary to
assume that others had jumped through all the hoops they were
expected to? It seemed a tired exercise to point out the obvious.
He felt like changing, but to what? There wasn't a goal on the
horizon that seemed anything more than a substitution. Jump on the
train. Get on board. Ride the ride. He wasn't convinced that it would
be anything more than going through the motions. His motivations
were to upend the table. Play a new game.
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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...
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