Planet Pluto - Chronal Watchtower
The icy winds of Pluto swept across the surface of the dead planet with the force of a hurricane. It blew and shifted the dunes and drifts of snow like the sand in a desert. It howled through the canyons of ice and rock with a mournful moan. It blew with enough force to flay the flesh from bone were someone to venture out into it, but the structure of the Chronal Watchtower stood against the high winds like a monolith, as it had for centuries. So would is stand for centuries more.

Sailor Pluto poured over the instructions left behind by her late partner, Charon, for operating the chronometer, looking for any clue as to what to do next. She lowered the diagram, sighing in weariness. The guts of the computer's hard drive and operating system were all over her floor. She should have made it a point to go over this with the watchtower's keeper at some point during the past thirty centuries she was time's guardian, but at the time she left the maintenance and operation of it all to Charon. Thank God she left instruction before she died. ... Continue