-4978- - 2008-01-23 - Gwen — Diamond -tj Cummings -little Billy

Tj dismissed the folklore until they ran a spectrographic scan of the ancient ice. Trapped in that 4978 BCE layer were microscopic fragments of obsidian —not from any known volcano, but chemically identical to a mirror Gwen Diamond’s tribe would have used.

Little Billy just replies, "Pass the birch beer." Tj dismissed the folklore until they ran a

Little Billy zoomed in on the data. "Or… something reflected heat downward for a short time. Like a lens." "Or… something reflected heat downward for a short time

Tj noticed something odd. The isotope ratios in a layer dated to showed a sudden, unexplained methane spike—too brief for a volcanic event, too precise for a meteor. "Billy," Tj said, pointing at the graph. "This looks like someone lit a match in the prehistoric atmosphere for about six hours, then nothing." "Billy," Tj said, pointing at the graph

In the winter of 4978 BCE, long before the first pyramids scratched the horizon, a young shaman-in-training named lived among the pre-Celtic people of a windswept valley now buried beneath the North Sea. Gwen was not like the others. She saw patterns in the stars that shifted when no one else blinked, and she carried a smooth, black obsidian mirror—a heirloom said to reflect not faces, but moments .