The trouble with time travel was that
it ends up being it's own tent pole. Sure you could go back into
the past and change things, but they remained only as long as you
were there to observe them. Even staying long enough to reach the
time when you left was no solution either. It ended up that things
simply shifted back to the old timeline – you were returned to
where you left. That didn't mean that it was completely without
consequences though. A small echo was left on the restored timeline
– a bit of deja-vu, a simple message with no source, but rarely
anything tangible.
Most of the time, these never really
added up to much. Too few things in life were ever hinged on a
single moment – and those that were, weren't likely to be
influenced by a dying glimmer of another possibility.
There were a handful of people though
that were on the knife's edge. People that could accept a paradox of
things both happening and not – and act on it. Every so often such
individuals would get a glimpse of a life not lived.
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