A year ago my Dark Matter pocket watch. My sentient time machine shut herself off. She's slept in my fridge since. Behind the eggs, and juice.
The other afternoon she chimed, and woke up.
October 22nd, 1148 CE, 5:36pm.
I portaled to what would one day be Virginia.
I came to watch the sun set.
Still. Quiet. I could hear the faintest breeze whistle in my ears. The buzz of every insect the step of every living thing near me.
I sat on a long fallen tree, and beheld a pre-industrial evening. The sky empty of men was already filling with bright so very bright stars. I scented the aroma of the ocean half a hundred miles away.
If not for the bears which were very common in that when. I would have slept the night there.
I portaled back to West 28th Street Manhattan,...current time.
Noise. Chaos. Smears of neon.
I went to a Chinese take-out had dumplings, and tea.
Yeah, bears are dangerous. There used to be plenty of grizzlies around here, and to speak truth I'm quite glad they're not around. I've read that if you go for a walk in Montana you'd better have a shotgun.
ReplyDeleteIn the story I imply their vast numbers.
ReplyDelete12th century North America was a pristine ecology.
This is why I portaled there.
Instead of somewhen where I'd get shot by cops.
I plan more time shifts.
Not sure when to, but these are a kind of comfort zone for me.