Sean Elliott
Joined April 2022
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March of Time
It happened with little fanfare. A small spark and hissing sound followed by a pop, a small waft of smoke and an involuntary blink of the eye. When John opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. He blinked again, this time of his own volition. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he remained in the unfamiliar place. He smiled. It had worked.
By Sean Elliott2 years ago in Fiction