Today's Muse
Tamika
30 Year old Tamika stood at the edge of the Temporal Vortex, her boots sinking slightly into the white sand beneath. The air was warm, the sun golden, a memory she’d only known from holovids in her time. Her skin, dark as polished ebony, contrasted sharply with the pristine shoreline, unmarred by the crimson dust that smothered 23rd-century Earth.
Her briefing had been clear: *"The Great Collapse did not begin as a single event, but...more>


