███████, outside, inside, I have no idea.

Feb 11, 2012 02:10

[not really but sorta OOM: ███████ finds herself]
[OOMs millitimed to sometime soon after this.]

Sleep. Ha! Who needs it? Not Sarah, apperantly. Many of her recent nights have been filled with stargazing, digging, trips to her world, and trips to the forge to use that strange device that just appeared along with the added room to the forge in which the device is housed.

Stupid forge. The place reeks of cat.

There is no time to rest, though. The sky is trying to match her hair's hue and the explosion in the woods has unearthed some of her previous nights' work. Some of the unearthed devices have started transmitting intense and highly directional magics.

Are they supposed to do that?

They must be, her future self has been planning this for eons. Still, how much can she trust her future self? Eons are very long spans of time. Priorities can change, loyalties can shift.

Can timelines change too? This is part of the plan, right?

This is worrisome. Does she fix the devices? Can they be fixed? After all, they are of technologies that exist near the end of the universe. Should she rebury them? What to do, what to do …

amascut, kali

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