Paths Through the Ages [SSC8 Time Travel Challenge]

She stands before a ring of towering stones Cold air circling around her skin A deep vibration rises from the ground As if the earth itself is drawing her in The stones begin to tremble with a hidden force Drums appear in patterns older than her name A surge of power pulls her through the circle And the world around her shifts its frame --- She falls into a hall of carved wood and brass Lutes trace spirals through the open air Harpsichord tones leap like turning gears Every sound arranged with careful care Figures move with measured steps around her Ink and metal shaping grand design She feels the order of a distant century Guiding every motion, every line --- A sudden burst of color bends the space The hall dissolves into a rising hum Synth patterns stretch across a boundless field Signals drift like currents through her chest Structures shift and rearrange their form She walks across a realm without direction Where every moment births a storm --- Then all the ages rush toward a single point Ancient drums collide with modern tone Renaissance strings surge into the future And every timeline folds into one zone She stands again before the silent stones Unsure of how the journey came to pass But in her mind the ages still are turning Paths through time that she alone can grasp