Time is absolute. That was the foundational truth in Evie’s life. One minute was one minute long every time, just like cause flowed down the line into effect and never the reverse. The Delimiter kept everything moving exactly as it should.

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The Shrine

A boy and his mother were on the road, traveling to see the boy’s father, who had, by necessity, taken work in another town. After many hours they found themselves on less commonly used paths. The road wandered wildly between the hills, with grasses growing in the path and young trees beginning to encroach upon the roadside. The fork in the path, when it came, was a welcome landmark, showing they had remained on their route and not wandered down some well-beloved hunting track instead. 

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