A Journey Through Time Book Novels & Stories

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

I am not a time traveler, but I am very prone to waking up to other people’s bodies, to a different scenario, to a different timeline. If someone will ask me who I am, my only answer will be…I am someone lost in time.

I wandered around the place which strangely seemed like Olympus, but it wasn't Olympus. Have I travelled backwards in time? Shut up mind! You always say the worst possible things. The people around me looked at me weirdly. I said that out loud didn’t I? Stupid, stupid me. These people were still staring. It was creepy and they were all wearing clothes which was outdated in fashion world. That’s exactly how Luke says it. I bothered to cross check the quantity of Novanium. How could I be so stupid and impulsive? I rushed

"It looks like they never clean in here! The dust is so thick." "I've been thinking about this time riddle. Maybe it's a clock? But then while we were searching behind the books I didn't see a clock anywhere." "Maybe it's not a clock, but something else that tells time? A watch or a calendar?" I shrugged. "Like that calendar that dates back to 678 before Second Chance?" He beamed and we both raced to the third floor of the Library. We stopped by the aisle of our past history both breathing deeply. "Phew, I'm tired!" I sighed and rubbed my eyes.

I know that it may sound a little unbelievable and a little unfair, but to properly understand and classify all of this, then a different system of measuring time, a method that is inherently non-chronological, is ncessary. It's the individual biographies and autobiographies of individuals, mapped onto a graph of age on the x axis, and the actual chronological flow of time on y axis, that I find the easiest to map out the journies time travellers. It has obvious drawbacks, yes, because all things of this kind do, but it works well enough for me to explain things.

To cut the long story short, we saved the clans, beat some bad guys, and returned to the present, surprisingly, at our seperate homes. Andy arched a brow. "I'm not getting something straight, you said you travelled through time in a Time Machine, so how come you didn't mention landing in the past with it?" "Oh!" exclaimed Hanson, slapping his forehead, reminding Andy of Joce's popular gesture. "Forgive me for skipping that. When you go through time, the extradimensional channel takes the tesseract (the Time Machine), leaving you with just the wristwatch connected to it, strapped around the hand of the one in the front seat."

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What are these people saying? Did I...somehow...fall back seven years of my life? Time travel? I turned to the familiar row of books on the small bookshelf. It was mostly science books, and I ran to them, opening the first one I could grab. Nothing. Then only something about the theory of relativity in the second. Then the third had an article. The writer of the article was in the top left corner of the page, and in it, he was talking about how he believes it is fully possible to bend time and pass through, letting yourself in through different horizons, at time either long past, or never experienced.

Zezi looked at the cover, it was just a black hardcover with 'Time of Darkness' written in a large zig-zag red font. "What is the book about?" "History." Delice shrugged while she picked a book off the shelves, putting another in its place. Wasn't that like, going to mess up the order of the books? She had bigger things to worry about right now though. "How long ago? A hundred years? Two years? A thousand?" "10 years ago was the end of the datk times. It lasted more than that though." With a book in her hand, she started swaying to an empty seat by the window side.

The path leading to the City of Time was a mosaic of fragmented memories. Every step took the guardians through epochs long past, moments of joy, sorrow, and profound transformations. The landscape shifted constantly, presenting a kaleidoscope of histories that intertwined, diverged, and merged once again. Sasha, gazing at a particular fragment where children played in an ancient village square, murmured, "These memories... They're so vivid, so alive." Maris, his eyes reflecting the depths of the cosmos, replied, "Time is fluid here. Past, present, and future blur into one. It's both beautiful and overwhelming."