STUCK IN TIME
THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T TIME TRAVEL WITHOUT A SUFFICIENT GUIDE
Long ago, there was an old man. The name of the man is of little importance at this point for he is about to die. The old man takes off his rather large hat. Reaching down into that head-wear reveals a scroll. The scroll is then placed on the ground of the cave the man finds himself in. The cave is nothing short of special. The outside covered in tribal paintings and runes. The inside however gives off almost a golden bronze color. The old man begins to chant. "...time...time...Time...TIME!" he shouts the last word and from the scroll rises an hourglass. The hourglass is covered in similar, nay, the same runes and paintings from the outside of the cave. The two bases top to bottom both are the same color of the cave inside. A familiar golden bronze. Upon inspection the old man's face turns to a stern one. He shouts "TIME!" one last time as he smashes the glass on the ground in front of him. Sand flies everywhere and in every direction and eventually engulfing him. Then, nothing. There was no more. No old man, no cave, no writings, no paintings. All gone but the sand which still had yet to totally settle. The name of the old man would be Darion. Darion was no more.
CHAPTER 1