Teryl's Tales of Whim~The time-portal crackled. Through it I could see a familiar building - a freshly planted sapling beside it.
Nearby that same tree, fully grown, scraped at my window.
"Can't we just hire a tree-trimming service?" my assistant asked, again, gulping as I stepped onto the platform.
"No, I'm stopping this tree before it can ever drop a branch on my car!"
Sapling uprooted, I returned to... more social media than I cared to shake a stick at.
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