The vicious sun hung relatively motionless in the sky above Yong, beating down its rays incessantly on the dunes of sand and the again relatively endless nothingness that the desert was known for...
Yong was moving fast, as only a temporal strider could. Every second sliced so thin, every moment used a thousand times over...
Relatively... He would be there in a moment...
[Entering country - half time card, here in 30 minutes]
Yong was moving fast, as only a temporal strider could. Every second sliced so thin, every moment used a thousand times over...
Relatively... He would be there in a moment...
[Entering country - half time card, here in 30 minutes]