The Aged Traveller

Time, time is cruel. You can say whatever you want, but you can never understand that time is a complete bastard. There is nothing special about it, the problem is what they do not tell you. I am here in this asylum; they call it a home, and it is because I messed with time. Excuse me one moment and I’ll explain. Right, that’s better. It is one perk of being here, free drugs! First…

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