Project: Fantastiquè
- Lecturas 105
- Votos 6
- Partes 4
Paris, 1942.
Trying to keep his secret project away from the invaders, Remì struggles inside a basement in the war-torn city. This project was his dream ever since he was a child: to travel through time periods and places. For him, the only way out of that hell is to test his device he created, and travel back to a much safer place. With everyone telling him that his dream is a joke and the Germans finding more ideas for the Wunderkraften Projekt by force, the determination for his dream fueled his desire to make it a reality. He plans to know what the future holds, hoping that it would be safer, or as he thought it would be...
London, 2030.
Trying to understand the past, Layla struggled to give justice of the history that the technology can't give. It has been her dream to understand and attempted to encourage people to study history as a means to better anticipate and prepare for the future. History was the record. Of this mind the occasions of history were the work. Its constitution was outlined by the whole arrangement of days. Man was logical by nothing, not exactly the entirety of his history. Without rush, without rest, the human soul goes forward from the earliest starting point to epitomize each workforce, each idea, each feeling which has a place with it, in suitable occasions. Be that as it may, dependably the thinking is preceding the reality. Every one of the actualities of history preexist in the brain as laws. Every law thus is made by conditions transcendent, and the points of confinement of nature offer capacity to yet each one in turn. How will she do this if someone stands in her ways?
What if...
They meet..
Will they understand each other?
or Will they end up as what they are before?
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