Marc Platt
1 Quotation from Marc Platt
timequake n. | 1992 | Timeβs Crucible xxiv. 217 Three stolen segments of parallel Time, three versions of the same City were laid out around them on the inner sphere. An equivalent of Danteβs Circles of Hell. One new, one ageing, one crumbled into ruin. Temporal tectonic plates set to grind together along their faultlines in a gargantuan timequake. It would crush his ship. His TARDIS, dying and already patterned throughout by a phosphorescent web of flowers when he hadnβt even ordered a wreath.