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Time is not relative.
You do not lose track of the time. Minutes do not
disappear, you can’t waste hours, days do not pass and the years do not fly by.
Time does not go by unnoticed.
“What happened to the time?”
You were in a daze, a trance just before you
noticed you were missing some time. For a moment you were not in your present.
But someone was present.
Time was taken from you, stolen. Beof Getimian, The
Thief of Time, has struck.
Your time is an unbroken thread and you are a spool
in its loop. You spin as the world spins, trailing out your time as an unbroken
thread, following weft thread forward.
Beof creeps to your side, slipping his Mask of
Absence onto your face.
With his blade Chronophage,
an ancient curved machete, he trims your away your time, your life.
He wraps your life around him, spinning your thread
of life into his own.
You awake with a bump, a knot tied in your
timeline. He is gone.
The more time he takes, the more time he has to
take it.
And he is rampant for he has all the time in the
world.
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