Marathon -1
A marathon of madness. All because some librarian couldn’t stop opening portals. I’ll fix this.
“...some sorta quantized vibration gone all kablooey, that’s what it is, superstring theory with monsters plunking the strings...”
“Winifred...”
“...lovely bones in the wind, oh yes, smiling like cows dancing to the slaughter...”
“Drusilla...”
“...hard to compute, the differentials, but...sickness everywhere, exponential. Worlds plus worlds...”
“River..! Please...”
Their madness drew them together, somehow, to these Pylean lands. I followed Dru. Now I would fix it. Get them home (except Winifred...Angel would find her, soon enough).
No trouble. I am, after all...
...The Immortal.
“...some sorta quantized vibration gone all kablooey, that’s what it is, superstring theory with monsters plunking the strings...”
“Winifred...”
“...lovely bones in the wind, oh yes, smiling like cows dancing to the slaughter...”
“Drusilla...”
“...hard to compute, the differentials, but...sickness everywhere, exponential. Worlds plus worlds...”
“River..! Please...”
Their madness drew them together, somehow, to these Pylean lands. I followed Dru. Now I would fix it. Get them home (except Winifred...Angel would find her, soon enough).
No trouble. I am, after all...
...The Immortal.