It was at the center of the universe, where no one expected to find it. Suspended in perfect equilibrium was a time machine not meant for traveling, but instead for maintenance. Without it, all moments would collide together into an oblivion. I was in such awe, that I hardly noticed when the gears stopped turning.
Jake stood at the edge of the darkness. His eyes set on the small fire burning away his last remaining hope of making it back home. Without it, his ship would never make it out of the atmosphere. He took one step onto the dark side of the moon. Then two. And the freezing began.
Her numb fingers drove their way through the cold, dark soil in search of the bugs Kris used to call Roly Polys. Now, she simply refers to them as lil’ Tasties. “Funny thing that.” she said to herself, as she set the rock back into the crevice it left in the ground. “Better luck tomorrow.”
Steve couldn’t tell if he was going crazy. Everywhere he went, he heard the deep baritone of the narrator’s voice announcing all that he did. Can everyone else hear it? Is it just me? He thought… Normally these thoughts were interrupted by that familiar voice, except today they weren’t. And that bothered Steve. A lot.
He was dizzied by the freedom. Laying alone in the space created by his actions. Left to rest in a sea of infinite possibility. Heart beating in his chest loud as a drum, playing the rhythm of spirited wings flying higher and higher. Free like the first time; birth. Free like the last time; death.
After grabbing the thug, Flynn slipped into the space between seconds. Disappearing, into the shadows of time. And reappearing exactly 100 years later. Although, being blind in the shadows, Flynn was no novice. He threw the thug out of time, and off the roof of the building that had been erected where they stood.
The colossus roams the Earth, alone. Walking, in stride with only time itself. His each step founds a crater that would later become a pond. And his fingertips drag behind him, ripping rivers into the planet’s flesh. Now, he stands still simply to avoid crossing his own trail, with his eyes set to the stars.
I entered the library in search my father’s novel and was delighted to see that this modern ruin was filled with nature that invaded through the hole in the ceiling. The sun was hanging overhead, which lit the library in hues of autumn orange, glittering gold and smoky red which burned warmly in the aisles.
I always wondered what the blind dreamed of… It was the one regret of my life. Looking, where no one has ever seen. If only someone would have told me that just because you can, doesn’t mean you should. Don’t look. Not one peek. It’s not worth being the last thing you’ll ever see.
It happened at the worst possible moment. Right when I pulled the trigger, Ringo opened the docking hatch into the black void of space. My last shot curved past him, getting sucked out along with three weeks worth of empty pizza boxes, and my last hope of finally catching the sonuvabitch who stole my ship.