Marian C. GhileaTime was slowly pouring into the night, its flow marked by the cadence of the creatures moving along the river bed. Time itself felt like a river streaming above the valley where the procession was taking place. Piece by piece, it was engulfing the watercourse and the scenery surrounding it.
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Butterfly's Dream
"Once upon a time, I dreamed I was a butterfly." A military brig, sailing the seas and oceans of the 18th century. A place called "The Island" not present on any map. A bridge through space-time connecting the two of the above. Alternate realities spreading and multiplying like in Chuang Tzu's anecdote. And yes, there are butterflies, too. But not in the way you normally think of them!