WITH TIME

PROLOGUE

Four humans . Two couples. They stood by the edge of the rock, the tides washing up. In their over joyous state, they held different seal stamps and presses it over a thin piece of paper.

“Do you think they will acknowledge this sacrilege decision of ours?” The woman with the pepper head asked warily.

“They have no choice but to.” Her partner boomed in his intimidating voice.

“I agree. The conditions should give them no choices. They must obey.”

“I dunno why but I kind of feel like a badass going this. You know, dictating the future and all that.” The smaller lady said in her squeaky voice, almost sounding like a mouse.

“We should drink to this. That will make it feel more accomplished.” The quiet man said.

“Why don’t you just say you always look forward to drinking? You won’t die.” The first woman chided.

“Hmmn.”

“How come you haven’t said anything about this?” Tugging on his shirt, the smaller woman asked.

“Because I have nothing to say.” He smiled and remained quiet.

“Let’s make a toast.” She squeaked again.

“To a future we will most likely never see but will be in control of.” The intimidating man boomed.

“To it.” They all replied in unison.