A/N: Hello, all. I'd like to say a few things here, just to say them.
Inspiration is a terrible, fickle thing, at times. For me, when it comes to these sort of projects, my inspiration will tease and taunt, dragging things out as long as possible. Other times, usually when I'm writing something ridiculous just to write, it'll give me pages and pages worth of material. I've got hundreds of pages that will never see the light of day, I'm sure.
Sometimes, though, you just have to give into it.
I've always intended for there to be a sequel for Dresden, Meet Tam. Maybe not something that I do immediately, but I knew it would happen. Well...the recent rewrite has refreshed the story in my head, and inspiration took it from there. Suddenly, an idea dawned on me. That idea spawned this little piece, which I've chosen to post here for readers to look over.
I will warn you now, even if I actually start this thing, updates will be sporadic, at best. I've got more important projects in the works elsewhere, and life is ever ongoing. But hey...there's a story here somewhere, and I intend to find it.
With nothing else to add...here's a teaser for the upcoming sequel, 'Casual Time Travel'.
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Badplace. Wrongplace.
Lacking of perception. Painful angering lack. There is not enough, in wrongplace hereplace...
Void. Energy in Void. Energy from young thing. Different thing. One Speaks. Young thing changemakes. Young thing is hungry. Takes back Energy in Void. But it does not Speak. It is not One.
One moves, painhurt, in Void. More young thing...
Younger things. One does not know younger things. One Speaks. Younger things changemake, shift. But they do not Speak. They are not One.
One moves in Void.
Thisplace herehas young, younger. One moves to Speak...
But...
Things. Younger things. One cannot thinkvision such young things. One reaches downoutthrough, to Touch...
Thing breaks. But One learns from thing. Thing is 'small'. Thing is 'alive'. Thing is 'Person'. Thing lives on 'planet' near 'sun' in 'solar system'. Thing is one of many.
One is 'large'. One is 'lost' and 'afraid'. One is 'blind' and 'deaf' and 'mute'.
Thing ends. One begins.
Thing is 'heavy'. Thing uses 'meat' to move. One Speaks. Thing changes. 'Bone' moves One on planet. Over 'rock' and 'tree' and 'ground'. Other Things 'scream' and 'run'. One reaches out to Touch another.
It breaks. But One learns from her. She is 'daughter' and 'sister' and 'mother'. She has 'parents' and 'siblings' and 'children'. One seeks them out, and Touches them.
One learns from the people of the planet. One follows on 'ship'. It travels in silence when it is empty. And One rests.
Crash. It is a thing these people fear. One does not understand. Crash does not stop One's form. It is made of meat and bone like people...
More people...but there are Sounds. Forms. Thisplace is more Real. The 'homes' exist more wholly. There is Energy in the 'air'.
A person approaches One. And it is as Real as thisplace.
Person Speaks. And One is shocked. One Speaks as well. Person Speaks. Angry Speaking. One recoils. And Speaks again.
Hurt! HurtSpeak! Person Speaks pain and burn! One Speaks sorrow and injury. Person does not Speak again. One moves. 'Down'.
One must Sleep. One must Wait. One will return when One is healed.
Silence.