A fabulous story from Graham. Happy Reading!
Written spinning the wheels of time with yarn from the lion’s mane for D. Wallace Peach-Myths of the Mirror, May Speculative Fiction Prompt.
“The Universe is flat.” ~Leucipodotus. The Origins of Time; 970.00.55
It was Uhuru’s job now…to defend time. Folding back upon itself; reflected in the gateways, portals and wormholes. Flat but layered, a ‘tricolore’. Napoleon had been the first. Defender of topological features bound by time. But Napoleon dared to dream and in those fateful moments the stars fell from the sky. They came for him not long after, laughing as they do at folly.
Uhuru would not allow himself to sleep; the ratchet wheel connected to the mainspring arbor. To defend time, to keep time, was Uhuru’s station. The flakes were the most difficult bit, fragments of time that sloughed from the edges. Miss one…consequences. Unknown, the course of…
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