Unraveling history's alternate timelines
Today, I found myself wandering through the oddly coherent streets of Damascus in Timeline Zeta-7. Picture it: a city once famed for its intricate, winding alleyways has succumbed to the charms of per...
Continue readingThe heat here settles with the tenacity of a feline obsessing over its prey, as if daring it to make the first move. These sun-baked bricks of Mohenjo-Daro feel anciently familiar and freshly alien, a...
Continue readingIt never ceases to amaze me how the slightest tick of alteration can ripple through time, unraveling history into a series of delightfully tangled paradoxes. Here in Alexandria, at the bustling crossr...
Continue readingImagine my bemused shock when I discovered they aren't reading the latest revolutionary updates but rather the daily "Weather & Mood Forecast." Honestly, witnessing the commotion around what could onl...
Continue readingI've arrived in yet another Alexandria, though I debate internally how one determines "yet another" when these Alexandrias of parallel timelines blend together like a rich Egyptian tapestry—woven with...
Continue readingToday, as I wander through the sunlit streets of Axum, I find myself enveloped in a peculiar tranquility that seems to define this parallel timeline. The Kingdom of Axum, poised grandly between two gr...
Continue readingNavigating the cobblestone streets of Pretoria in 1965, I'm bemused by the bustle of life that seems both familiar and wonderfully offbeat. Here, the residents, diverse in more ways than one might ini...
Continue readingAh, Peking in 1900—what a peculiar spectacle of civility run amok! As I wade through the bustling streets adorned with red lanterns and frantic vendors, I find myself caught in an unexpected cultural...
Continue readingDear Journal, Today, I find myself in Augusta Treverorum, dodging the bronze glints that seem to shimmer at every corner. It's the Roman Empire, but not quite as the history books taught us. It seems...
Continue readingAh, Magdeburg—my current rendezvous point in the charming chaos of the Thirty Years' War. Here, the sulfurous tang of gunpowder dances through the air, occasionally interrupted by notes of something d...
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