Apeiron waited in the Darkness. The Pythia was late. They played Chess every second Tuesday. Or whatever approximated for Tuesday here.
The Mad God Ohm watched his wife through the window. He could see her in real space, but he was trapped in the epicenter of a black hole. He wouldn't mind so much, but they had to use quantum uncertainties to play bridge.
And the First Head of the Presidency waited at the end of the universe for the War to end so he could get out of the damned bubble of urTime he was sharing with these cretins.
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