Prologue

In between each second, there are milliseconds. And in between the last millisecond of one second and the first millisecond of another, there is a moment. A moment where time hovers with nothing to keep it grounded. A moment where time itself may not exist. I was born at exactly a moment such as this, where time did not exist at all. The universe needed some way to prevent a paradox from occurring, so it gave time to me. Time and space is manipulated easily between my fingers. My name is Madaline Taylor, and this is my story.