The Tock is Clicking

Tick Tock
Tick Tock
Merrily goes the clock.

It is a clever game, an intricate dance, an elaborate ritual - played by robots, AIs, scientists and sometimes, if you are lucky, the pieces fall into place and all you have to do is pick them up.

I am not so lucky in this case. While the pieces are as they have always been, there are still ways in which the plan could be disrupted. In particular, one Mister Krenshar Magic.

I am not sure he realizes, and at the same time, I am certain he does. She is, after all, his daughter. And he should, one would hope, do the right thing.

Thats the thing about giving them their own will. They can make decisions.

Lily has made hers.

AuroraBlue made hers.

Let's see what Krenshar will do when put to the test.

If things go well, things will truly be as they should be. At least for the time being.

If they do not, then nothing I have written will matter as there will be no one left alive to one day find my book and read it.

The sand was delivered. Nothing in the 'Verse can stop it now. War is Coming.

Only this time, we will be ready.