The Man from Tomorrow
Yesterday I met a man from the year 2093; he wore a tattered suit made from very strange fabric, the kind I hadn't seen in this timeline, his hat; translucent and bore a canary's feather on its brim. He carried a grey suitcase with the words "Children of Eve" inscribed on the side in cursive. He was frail, his skin was dark brown and glazed like a ceramic mold, his eyes were rather large with a monocle hanging on the left eye, he was neatly shaved with thick black hair on his head, clutched firm
