The Wolverine Truck Stop and Motor Lodge

No Time — Truespace “The fabric of the surface of space is profoundly stiff. Because of this, the knots that form in 3-space have constraining effects on the random motions of surrounding space. These constraining effects are felt by other ‘particles’ even at great distances.” The view on the vast display zooms out and continues.…

No Time — Truespace He is in a room whose distant walls are made of light, and whose ceiling, if it exists at all, is lost high above in glowing mist. “You have chosen,” a great voice says, “to join the Society of the Work. Before beginning the Work, you must learn. This is your…

No Time — Truespace “We do not get many princes here,” the voice said from the immense glowing rectangle on the wall. The room was so vast that he could not tell with certainty whether it was a room at all. To left and right there was only darkness, and before him nothing but the…

No Time — Truespace The prince was injured by his fall but survived it. He was eventually discovered by his nearest neighbors. The dragon had departed as abruptly as it arrived, and was not seen again. The prince’s neighbors, when they arrived, had come accompanied by their most fearsome mobile weapons: devices that had not…

No Time — Truespace It was in that time in the days after the party that the dragon came. It is especially difficult to describe the dragon. Maybe I should call it a swarm of replicating disorder, or a torrent of corrupting cold fire, or a living storm of annihilating chaos. All of those descriptions…

No Time — Truespace “But what do we really do?” the prince asks his friends and neighbors. “Oh ho!” Bright Star laughs. “Must we endure your existential doubts again? We live! We manage our realms. We create beauty. Is it not enough? Has it not always been?” The prince nods and smiles, sips his drink,…

No Time — Truespace One day, on a day when a party of special magnificence had been planned for the evening, the princess went to call upon her prince to consult with him on some detail of the evening’s entertainments and was surprised to find him as yet unprepared: not wearing his party finery nor…

No Time — Truespace If I could tell this story properly, you would not be able to hear it. If I could project images of it, your eyes would not be able to see them. If I could represent it accurately in thoughts, your mind would not be able to encompass them. What I can…