John followed the boot tracks away from the launch. They led inland, so there was no time pressure to fight. His clothes dried out as he walked beneath a shimmering patch of burnt-goald worldwall that hung tantalizingly behind roiling clouds.
Thirdly, please tell me the grown-up version of my mysterious son from the future is with you. —Bulma in Dragon Ball Z Kai, “Bulma Discovers a Time Machine”
We burned that place to the ground. Nothing could have got out.
It’s a completely creepy feeling to fail before a large group of Elvises.
An Eloi Silver Medal Winner
“We are two guys from the future.” “Yeah, right. Now get the hell out of here!” “Don’t shoot! Is that a gun?” That gave me pause; it was a flashlight.
An Eloi Bronze Medal Winner
He was a very ugly little boy and Edith Fellowes loved him more dearly than anything in the world.
An Eloi Honorable Mention
Need I remind you about the time with the floor wax, the peanut butter and my VCR?
An Eloi Gold Medal Winner
My friends and I—everyone who belongs to America Will Break—come from a hundred and fifty years in your future.
There she is, boys: my own time machine.
“Oh, boy,” he whispered.
These aren’t the droids you’re looking for . . . move along.