In 2137, the night sky changed abruptly as a cosmic event rifted the fabric of time, unleashing echoes of forgotten pasts. There, amid urban shadows, lay memories of 1597—a renowned scholar discovered an ancient tome, one whose passages hinted at unimaginable futures.
As engines of quantum mechanics danced through paradox, victims of the event turned into wanderers of epochs. Amongst them, Clara Weston, encountering a ghostly version of Charles Dickens on the street meant to convene souls lost to the State of Non-time.
They returned in tandem—past intertwining, whispers of intentions met with a fear of being unmade and rebuilt. Dickens pondered over a cup of spectral tea, "Will my words last when reality frays?"
Across parallel lines, scientists had speculated the Aetherian Aurora might harvest lost narratives. Some believed it to be the shrieks of voices overwritten by history or, perhaps, juxtaposing fragments seeking coherence.
Discover more about minded escapes & mystics in The Frozen Wondrous or converse with the pulse of numbers in Algebraic Ghosts.