Adrift on a Möbius Strip

"I think I'm hurtling through time."

Time is a stubborn bitch.

She doesn't like to be messed with. Manipulated. Pawed or groped.

Xavier Ripple tries to have his way with her. Make her bend to his will. Succumb to his time-tripping wiles.

She won't have it.

All he gets for his trouble is a knee to the nuggets.

"Time is like a placid lake and you a stone chucked into the water. You can only make a ripple, X, not a wave."

Try as he might to change the troublesome events of his past, he fails.

Every. Single. Time.

Undaunted and unable to stop his unceasing trips around the Möbius Strip, X discovers his journeys are not simply the random shambling of an aging mind near the end but have a very important purpose.

One kind act. One kind act is all it takes to change the future.

Cause and effect. The past, present and future. They all lose meaning until X can find a way to tame and woo Time.

And to make a broken world whole again.