Time Dilation

TIME ISLAND

Without warning, the uplifting, inner white light within me dimmed. The warm illumination disappeared and my body became heavy again. My astral journey, dimensional shifting as Professor Johan called it, lasted but a moment in time, but to me, it lasted an entire lifetime.

My bright world had gone dark.

Immediately, I knew what had happened. I had awakened. Or, at least I thought I had.

Remember those times when you woke up out of a dead sleep and you couldn’t tell if you were still dreaming?

When I opened my eyes, everything looked blurry. Blinded, I held my hand in front of my face to shield my eyes from the glare of a red sky. The atmosphere looked on fire.

Sitting up to gain my bearings, I looked down to see a glowing blue circle with an illuminated Triangulum symbol beneath me. The opaque surface felt warm to the touch. Streaks of white and blue light emerged from the glowing circle. The radiant beams shot straight up into the atmosphere.

I knew I had arrived on Millennium, having traveled across several dimensions to awaken on Time Island, atop the platform that my father and Professor Johan had described so many times.

The air felt cool and damp as I gazed at a layer of crimson-grey fog that encircled the stone platform. In the far distance, above the eerie mist, a 360º circle of towering vertical cliffs surrounded me, what Daddy described as the rim of Discordia. The only sounds were the crashing of waves below and the occasional squawking of white sea birds overhead.

Directly above me, ghostly stars hid behind the scarlet haze while a trio of moons crawled across the heavens. On the horizon, the red sky melted into a blue sky. On the opposite horizon, a black sky hugged the crater’s rim.

TIME ISLAND

Looking down at myself, I couldn’t tell if the goose bumps covering my body came from the cool air or my adrenaline rush.

I grabbed the gold Triamulet hanging from the gold chain around my neck. The medallion glowed against my purple pajama top. As promised in the Planet Millennium Report, the medallion had materialized with me during dimensional shifting, my astral journey.

Climbing to my feet, I immediately noticed eight white stone paths radiating from the center circle and connecting to each of the eight stone pedestals. These were the eight Time Oracles.

Suddenly, one stone path began to glow and pulsate, like a heartbeat. The three-foot-wide illuminated path led straight to a stone pedestal marked EARTH.

To the side of the path sat a stone bench and a weathered leather trunk, just like the one Daddy described during his meetings with Professor Johan. The trunk, twelve feet away, had EARTH engraved on the side.

Knowing exactly what to do, I ran to the trunk and opened the lid. The ornate hinges creaked and popped. The escaping odor of musty air reminded me of my home attic—old creaky chests stuffed with moth-eaten clothes and moldy books.

A reddish-brown fur laid folded inside the chest. After rubbing my hand over the soft pelt, I picked it up and put on the bizarre coat with four arm holes, two on each side. Lined with satin, the fur smelled musty. I didn’t care; the full-length coat made me feel secure—warm and cozy.

The trunk was also filled with gold coins, clothing, swords, knives, a rope, and two unmarked bottles filled with liquid.

Not sure what to do with any of the weapons, I closed the lid and turned my attention to the end of the illuminated path, to the Time Oracle with the perfect replica of planet Earth spinning slowly while it floated magically above the rock pedestal.

I walked to the pedestal, then moved my hand back and forth under the globe, feeling a strong magnetic force.

TIME ORACLE

A twelve-inch-long parchment scroll laid on the pedestal’s rock ledge. I unrolled it and read the message inscribed on the yellow papyrus:

Welcome to Millennium,

As our esteemed visitor from Planet Earth, please be aware that I, or one of my eight fellow Utopians, are racing to greet you and inform you of your circumstances, which, as you shall soon discover, has happened at the right and perfect time in your life. Grow from your journey, wherever it may lead you; however it may unfold, for all things happen in perfect order. Please place your hand on the Earth globe to discover your Time Dilation.

Be strong and survive your trials,

Metamorphosis, Master Utopian

Putting the scroll back down on the ledge, I placed my hand on the globe. The Earth stopped spinning and a deep voice from within the globe announced:

Greetings. You have arrived on the Daynight of the Spider, the 14th of Aires, Year of the Dragon, 9001 A.E.. Therefore, your Time Dilation from the 3rd dimension to the 11th dimension has been calculated at fifty to one, Earth time to Millennium time.”

I couldn’t recall exactly what the Time Dilation meant, but I knew time, as I knew it, was no longer the same.

Staring at the pedestal, I noticed engravings had been chiseled into the sides of the pedestal’s stone surface.

“The names,” I mumbled, “those must be the famous people.”

Daddy and Professor Johan described the engravings on the Time Island pedestals and how they wished they’d written down all the Earth visitors, the people that had visited Millennium and returned to Earth to share the wisdom of Metamorphosis, Sage of the Ages.

I knelt down to get a closer look at the names that had been chiseled in the Time Oracte’s surface.

TIME ISLAND

It was true. Many famous people had visited Millennium before me:

LAO TZE
SOCRATES
PLATO
PYTHAGORUS
ARISTOTLE
GAUTAMA BUDDHA
ZOROASTER
COPERNICUS
HOMER
AESOP
NOSTRADAMUS
PLINY THE ELDER
CLEOPATRA
HYPATHIA OF ALEXANDRIA
RUMI
JOHN MILTON
GALILEO
DANTE
MICHELANGELO
NICCOLO MACHIAVELLI
SIR WALTER RALEIGH
LEONARDO DA VINCI
HAFIZ
JONATHAN SWIFT
CHARLES DARWIN
CERTEUX
RENE DESCARTES
EDGAR ALLAN POE
VOLTAIRE
HANS C. ANDERSON
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYS
ELIZABETH BARRET BROWNING
CERVANTES
LEWIS CARROLL
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
FRANCIS BACON
NIETZSCHE
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
SIR ISSAC NEWTON
JACOB GRIMM
WILHELM GRIMM
DANIEL DEFOE
EMMANUEL KANT
RALPH WALDO EMERSON
ROBERT L. STEVENSON
DISRAELI
SIR THOMAS MORE
WALT WHITMAN
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE
AMADEUS MOZART
JOHN LOCKE
OSCAR WILDE
SAMUEL CLEMENS
TATANKA YOTANKA
VICTOR HUGO
BENJAMIN FRANKLIN
KENNETH GRAHAME
HERMAN MELVILLE
CHIEF SEATTLE
HENRY DAVID THOREAU
CHARLES DICKENS
SIR JAMES BARRIE
HENRY W. LONGFELLOW
HARRIET BEECHER STOWE
H.G. WELLS
JOEL C. HARRIS
JULES VERNE
KAHLIL GIBRAN
LOUISA MAY ALCOTT
WASHINGTON IRVING
L. FRANK BAUM
EMILY DICKINSON
JOHAN VAN CAMPBELL
WAYLAND M. WAINRIGHT

At the bottom of the carvings, two names stuck out like they had been written in neon lights.

JOHAN VAN CAMPBELL

WAYLAND M. WAINRIGHT

TIME ISLAND

 

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