Time is a prude.
She doesn’t like to be messed with. Manipulated. Pawed or groped.
Xavier Ripple tries to have his way with her. Make her bend to his will. Succumb to his time-tripping wiles.
She won’t have it.
All he gets for his trouble is a knee to the nuggets.
“Time is like a placid lake and you a stone chucked into the water. You can only make a ripple, X, not a wave.”
Try as he might to change the troublesome events of his past, he fails.
Every. Single. Time.
Undaunted and unable to stop his unceasing trips around the Möbius Strip, X discovers his journeys are not simply the random shambling of an aging mind near the end but have a very important purpose.
One kind act. One kind act is all it takes to change the future.
Cause and effect. The past, present and future. They all lose meaning until X can find a way to tame and woo Time.
And to make a broken world whole again.