And it communicated with its partner. Signals transmitted not through noise, but wavelengths transmitted across the most fundamental forces of the universe. In the same way, it received information, it worked with its partner to decide the destination.
I suppose if they shift between realities, they just need to figure out which reality to shift into in the end?
It viewed a world, one point in time in the present, and in a heartbeat, it took in trillions of images. Billions of individuals, viewed separately and as a tableau. Innumerable scenes, landscapes, fragments of text, even ideas. In that one heartbeat, I saw people who were somehow familiar.
But does that mean they’re truly familiar to Taylor, or familiar to the Dandelion whose senses she’s borrowing?
A young man, a teenager, out of place among his peers, men who were burly with muscle. They were drinking. He was tan, with narrow hips, his forehead creased in worry above thick glasses, but his mouth was curled in the smallest of wry smiles over something one of the men was saying.
Hmm… Alternate universe past Danny?
A snapshot, an image of a moment.
It was my world, my Earth it was looking at.
Oh. This universe’s past Danny?
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