There is no greater pleasure in all the world than the moment when one bites into an orange segment. The orange is in fact the only kind of fruit that is known grow in several different dimensions. So, should you find that you are far away from home, it's dark, and your friends have long since perished or run away... have an orange. It's comforting. At least, that is how I've learned to cope.
My name is Claudius Dirtwich, and I - along with a few of my colleagues- have been searching throughout the ages for the last few missing pieces of the Mirror. It is my hope to find the last few shards here in Milan, Italy. And if possible, a fruit vendor.
"Why are we here? " ask my youngest colleague, an elf named Prudence "Why did you send us back to the 1450s-- I never knew the mirror could exist at this point"
James glanced upward from his ledger, a rare for him. In this I could tell he too wanted to know the answer to her question- though as usual he kept silent. He was my apprentice-- ah perhaps I should think formerly so -- it's been five years since he has completed his studies, and I suspect that in some areas of magic he surpasses even me. James was the only one that truly understood the physical taxation and risk of casting a time spell. Other than myself, he was the only one who could bring us back to London.
As I began to lean forwards, nauseated and dizzy from exertion she bent down and put a hand on my shoulder. My words came up soggy and jumbled "In short, traveling backwards in time would ensure that each shard is not fossilized or other wise buried underground..."
"But doesn't time traveling shorten your life?" Prudence protested a bit too loud for my liking, a market like this was no place for conversations like these "What if--"
"Enough" came the voice of my apprentice... it was softer than usual... and held an unusual static quality about it... "Prudence, he is going to pass out shortly. Take him to a shelter-"
"But James I want you to come with m-"
"Go. Take him."
I could scarcely make out what they were saying beyond this point- my vision and hearing were starting to go and I felt a terribly cold draft wash over me...