foretime

I made another dive, foretime about a local year.

It hadn't, of course, and foretime changes didn't always take.

I let myself drift further foretime, when the snowflakes had stopped and the light was brighter.

That brought me out about two hundred years foretime of realtime Query.

Another bright blue jagged trail, this one foretime, toward Mithrada.

He tests his energy link foretime.

I wasn't about to try a straight dive foretime to Query, not lugging all that baggage.

For all my fiddling around back--and foretime, I'd never seen anything resembling them.

The way things are going, Martel, you're going to have your own fields back- and foretime, that is, if everyone keeps throwing energy at you.

Why didn't the sharks travel far back--or foretime in their ships?

He throws his mind at her, as much of it as he dares, while still holding the links foretime.

Searching foretime a couple of days, I found a chunk of a greyish synthetic sculpture roughly the same size as the generator.

In the meantime, Terra, late early atomic, northern western hemi-sphere, about halfway up my foretime range, seemed the best place.

I slid foretime on the first murmur of the second change wind I had blown into our stuffy corner of the galaxy.

Readers of Yeats and Joyce have long been aware of a foretime when a Great Past was being somewhat clumsily revived.

Without the suit and its gadgets I wasn't equipped to break out, but I decided to go foretime and see what I could discover.

Before I dived foretime to Terra, I absconded with some medical equipment from the back rooms of the Infirmary.

The dive foretime to Quest was a red-blurred agony, and when I popped out in the Travel Hall, the glowstones came up to meet me.

As I foretimed, I could sense almost endless swathes of the black ships, but they died out halfway to the foretime end of my dive.

Then I slid foretime to the first buckling of the undertime, and I watched, not that I could have done that much against the attack.

Terra was worse than ever, almost strobing through foretime realities, and the only way I could do any research was actually to break out and read it before it changed.

Sammis and Wryan were backtime and out-line, and Gilmesh was involved in a foretime plot on Curatol.

I picked her up, hoping she didn't have any physical injuries, and caught the time tide boiling out of the generating equipment to throw us undertime and foretime toward Quest.

There were close to a hundred thousand systems in that small cluster and I was trying to find the one that would erupt into mayhem a million-plus years foretime of my search.

He absorbs what he can, diverts the rest into his personal undertime/underspace reservoir that grows with each appearance and reduces his need to tap his own foretime reserves.