In a crystal white castle that stood defiantly in the heart of a star, a woman waited.
Like violent waves of the sea, the flames swarmed to the castle. Even as the flames swept the castle, it stood still.
It wasn't the resistance of the castle towards the flames.
The tongues of the flames that reached the castle appeared on the other side of the castle, as if they had travelled the distance in the blink.
It was as if they were being teleported. But there were no space fluctuations at all.
Time fluctuations, however, could be felt if one was strong enough.
In fact, a time awakener would see that the castle wasn't even 'present' in the heart of the star in a normal sense.
Its existence was in a state of flux, between this moment and in the future, minutes if not hours and days from now.
The flames of today, no matter how ferocious they were, couldn't burn something that existed tomorrow.
