Entry from the Timeline Defragmentation Protocol:
"The clouds seem heavier today," said the Chrononaut, perched atop a tower of clocks.
"That doesn’t mean they won’t float away," replied the eternal librarian, eyes glued to pages that flipped themselves.
"Have we checked the algorithms controlling gravity shifts?" questioned the apprentice time-weaver with a curious glint in his eye.
"No need to check, it's the same as it always is. The paradox stacks themselves and it's a quiet symphony," the librarian whispered.
When realities converge, parcels of diverging timelines often materialize in unexpected junctures. Reality's narrative loops back onto itself like an Ouroboros named Bob, who has unfashionable ambitions of becoming a digital nomad.
Would you like to attend the Reality Reconstruction Summit on the fourth Tuesday of a never-actually Wednesday? RSVP patiently suggested in whispered echoes.
Proceed to the Fragment Shift section or consult our Control Points Manual…