All over this bizarre island there were these Temporal Outposts; little enclosed loops of time. This one was composed of only a couple of simple structures, and a sunset. I asked a number of locals how these came to be? And if anyone knew who owned the property? At most I got a smirk or a slight chuckle as they walked on by ignoring my polite inquiries. I decided to spend a while beneath the Cedar Tree and sip my tea while watching the dusk rock back and forth, hard to say for how long.