[ she'll say nothing more about time-travel. it's a...tricky thing, indeed. and not a headache she's keen to entertain at the moment. doubly so the sort of prescient knowledge this young man seems to harbour. instead, she stands primly in his doorway. as primly as she can with her shoes in hand.
but at least she seems a little less liable to steal away mid-sentence, now. ] I believe it must have been the end of someone's world. I suppose apocalypses have the right to be rather esoteric if they want to be. Obviously, the world remains. We can see it with our eyes and touch it with our fingers. But the feeling can't be shaked, can it? That we're visitors in someone else's aftermath.
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[ she'll say nothing more about time-travel. it's a...tricky thing, indeed. and not a headache she's keen to entertain at the moment. doubly so the sort of prescient knowledge this young man seems to harbour. instead, she stands primly in his doorway. as primly as she can with her shoes in hand.
but at least she seems a little less liable to steal away mid-sentence, now. ] I believe it must have been the end of someone's world. I suppose apocalypses have the right to be rather esoteric if they want to be. Obviously, the world remains. We can see it with our eyes and touch it with our fingers. But the feeling can't be shaked, can it? That we're visitors in someone else's aftermath.