Dial it back one more time, Joe.
Jark raced past the Time Offices, dodging the Time Eddies and hoping it wasn’t too late. The Time Fabric depended on him. He was a Time Knight, and now he glanced at his Time Piece to ascertain the Time Time. He sighed and wished the Time Marketing and Branding Department would stop relying these Time Crutch Words. Time Oh Time well.
As promised, the archives page is now existent. Something I learned by furnishing this: I’m only slightly less prolific than before, but at a much higher quality. (I’m overjoyed.)