The Midday Solstice: a definitive coordinate in the cartography of time. Here, the sun claims dominion, marking the zenith of its journey. But what happens when one stands poised at this temporal precipice, gazing backwards? Time stretches and contracts, defying conventional measurements in its chaotic dance.
Anecdote from the Chronos Lab: An experimental journey at noon on the solstice—3132 DE. A team of temporal cartographers witnessed the sundial casting shadows defying known angles, hinting at civilizations lost amidst folds of the temporal fabric.
The fabric of this unique moment ripped slightly, allowing whispers from past epochs to seep through—echoes of forgotten solstices where midnight curiosity met midday certainty. But the data remains cryptic, partially erased by the relentless flow of chronotonic streams.
Recent theories suggest that the peculiar behavior of time at the solstice may be a result of magnetic field fluctuations caused by undetected interstellar ripples. [1]