Time Is A Messy Thing
- Lecturas 46
- Votos 2
- Partes 4
I'm a time traveler.
Every month on the same day I am forced to go to a different time, no matter who I had met, no matter what relationships I had made. I never really knew why I was given this ability that I didn't know how to control, but I knew my father had it before I did. Of course because there was only one person like me in the small world I live in, I had to find somebody to have a child with. A soulmate. Nobody that has gone before me has only had one soulmate, and none have had less than three either. When I say this I mean that something happens that severs that relationship. It's not the monthly travel through time, on the contrary the soulmate is the only person we can take with us, but something more horrible. Death.
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