Once, in a sleepy corner where apples grow peanuts, a boy named Timmy found a small boat. It wasn't just a boat, oh no! This boat was painted with the colors of dreams, blue skies on the seas of jelly. And when Timmy rowed, he discovered a shore that wasn't there, a shore where time stopped to skip stones.
There, he met Ellie, the daughter of the wind, who whispered stories of yesterdays yet to come. One sunny rain, they played marbles with past moments that rolled like bright candies on the sand. Each marble showed Timmy what it felt like to wear shadows as shoes, walking through tick-tock forests where clocks play with squirrels.
Ellie said, "Do you want to meet your future self?" Timmy giggled. "Is he a cat? A superhero?" And so, with a gentle push of the horizon, they met Elder Timmy, who wore a hat made of tomorrow.
Time, it seems, isn't fishy at all, just very slippery and sometimes a bit sticky like honey on the moon. Click around, maybe you’ll find your own shore.
Marbled Future