Wordcount: 212
Rating/Warnings: PG
Summary: Laws are meant to be bent…

NOTE: This is a very rough draft with no editing at all (per National Novel Wiriting Month rules) and is presented for amusement value only. Think of it as a periscope into my writing process rather than a coherent story!

There will most likely be spelling and grammatical errors afoot as well as flat out bad writing, info dumps, plot holes, contradictions/retcons, uneven characterization and pacing. These snippits are also posted out of order, so please refer to the Outline to figure out where it’s supposed to fit.

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The Death Of Time

Time slows in the heart of Atlantis and the older they get the closer to the center rings they move. Working against the time dilation issues is a pain at first, but they find ways around the problems, they always do.

The first people to live in the city don’t notice at first, it isn’t until she’s gotten rings far enough out that they start to notice that people age faster the closer they are to the edge. Which means those that came through the first door are much, much older than they think they are-living where time has slowed to a crawl, but nothing else has changed.

The time dilation is caused by Atlantis, who has too much to do and too little time. She’s always been that way and as things grow the dilations grows with her. She needs to be able to do so much and even sparkspace, which runs a hundred thousand times faster than meatspace isn’t fast enough.

And if you press the point, she might admit that she’s lonely and wants to keep those first few alive as long as she can, but she’s not human enough to recognize lonely or family and comes up with other equations to make it make sense in her head.