Broken Time

The ominous words hung in the air, as foreboding as the wall of darkness veiling the sky far in the distance. Sunny and Nephis looked at Ananke, wary because of her somber expression. 

This was the first time either of them had seen the young priestess show signs of despondence. The three of them must have made for a funny sight… two battle-hardened warriors staring at a teenage girl, waiting for her guidance.

Sunny frowned. 

"A time storm?"

Ananke nodded slowly. 

"...Yes, my Lord. I have told you before that time can be unpredictable on the Great River. There are places where it turns stale and unmoving, great whirlpools that nothing can ever escape, clashing currents, and deadly tides of all kinds. A time storm… is one of the most dangerous anomalies one can encounter."

Her youthful face darkened.