I had a gnawing feeling as I crawled onto the beach of Istan. The haunting recollection that I had done this before. The closer I got the stronger the feeling until I was staring at the edifice of my perplexity.
I was hopeful they had answers but my knew better. I had harbored this feeling that my confusion was self-inflicted. Chronomancy is not without it’s hazards, after all.