Thursday 7 November 2019

Threaded

The Timeline Weaver was not a being one could easily bargain with. They needed little, and felt compelled to do their duty in protecting the timeline's shape and course.

But difficult is not the same as impossible.

The Weaver quickly secreted the item upon their person and then held out his hand, a thread of gold light flowing out from the tapestry, slowly turning black, given I was changing all things.

"So, Power? Money? 'The One?"

I pulled out some silk.

"Put me into this one."

Being the most important and sole being in a universe lived up to expectations.

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