Genre: sci-fi

There it was. The hole of no time. She, Bree, was looking right into it. She saw history...history that was remembered and history that was long forgotten. History that was real but fiction and history that was fiction but real. She saw empires rise and fall, and people being conquered and conquering. She heard at least 1,000 different languages both revived, alive today, and extinct. Bree closed her eyes as she stepped into the time hole. She gasped as she sped through human history until she hit the edge of time. There was a goddess who looked holy as she sat on her lily pad and she held a staff made of such jewels not known to the world. She smiled as she reached her hand out to her. Bree, who was still spellbound by the goddess's appearance, reached out and grabbed the goddess's hand...