This story had me chuckling in parts, shaking my head in others, and hid the odd gem of sheer brilliance with words. Not strictly a time travel story, there is nevertheless time travel – after a fashion. Pretty much of a “strip yourself of things that attach you to this time and you can join another time” nature. And that’s where some of the humour comes in.
One of the gems I came across is:
The sand shifted, found new places to lie down.
I really enjoyed this short story. Vivid writing that captures the imagination, transforming one to a hot, dusty desert road… and then to a chilly, fish-filled desert night. Beware, though… there’s more than one type of fish in the sea, and they aren’t all friendly and benign – especially if you’re swimming in their waters.
My fellow time travelling readers are: