Being able to control time is not as cool as you think, at
least the way I can.
Maybe other people who somehow gained a similar power can
control it like they have a remote control built into their head. But me? I can
see time, like it’s a river, no, a sea. Flowing, ever constant, over me, over
all of us. I can no more hold it back an inch with my hands as I could the
actual sea.
But they keep me here, in comfortable surroundings, as the
last line of defence.
Because I could reverse it.
Permanently.
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