Again, following my policy of being unread in as many venues as possible, here is the vignette I threw down today at Sara Hoyt’s blog.
She moved the ether. A parade of black holes were displayed in 4 dimensional glory. She did not see what she sought. Tesseracts arrayed themselves across ‘time’. No good. Time knots and threads, masses of quantum-entangled particles, even physical space – she probed and found nothing.
The entire universe, rent, folded, linked, punctured, lay bare before her mind, every nook and cranny of space and time and things beyond space and time.
“Now, where did that boy get to?”