Ever loop the spacetime loop?
Daniel emerged from the dimly lit pub and squinted.
Eventually familiar contrast returned and outlines
Came into focus. Soon the sound of footsteps behind hinted
One was following him, and he guessed Harold, too, was now in sunshine.
Daniel was a keen student of the Orpheus myth and did not look back.
Even with Daniel now, Harold spoke: "Sorry, thought i recognized
The bloke at the table behind you. I think his name is Jack.
He wants design specs for the Believesphere. Almost compromised
Everyone in a timelinespan. Dreadful power monger that belief-thief"
Sighing at his own waning patience. Daniel did not reply.
Pit pats of his own shoes and the phrase "willing suspension of disbelief"
Imbued his surroundings with this odd sadness. One more sigh.
"Right then, what happened to the contract? asked Daniel. "Look,
I know you are confused and i am sorry. But it was the bait on the hook.
That Song, the contract, all your work, mere conveniences to keep all belief from going berserk"
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