Caedmon held his breath. One more slot, and he would be free from the transformation chamber. He smiled. Slot. Such a term shouldn’t be used on Earth, he reminded himself. Last time, Uncle Tadgh had helped him with the conversion between Eudaizian time and Earth time. The distance between Eudaiz and Earth was a twisted maze of metaphysical elements and couldn’t be measured in typical time and space dimensions.
SlotSuch a term shouldn’t be used on Earth,Caedmon almost laughed out loud when he recalled the look of disdain on Uncle Tadgh’s face when he mentioned this description. In spite of being a mathematical genius, Uncle Tadgh disliked anything that sounded too complicated or formal.
A slot in Eudaiz was equal to either several minutes or hours on Earth. But numbers weren’t Caedmon’s f
