There it is. I have a chronofact. My hands are still shaking. It’s one thing to see pictures, and hear the discovery stories from the other Coasters, to share tangentially in their joy and wonder at the implications of an actual artifact from a possible time to come. It’s quite another to hold that crystalline object in your hand, as if the TARDIS was a real thing and the Doctor had just popped around for tea and your world is changed forever. “Gallifrey” I said when Bets put it in my hands, and she laughed and said yep, I thought the same thing. It’s living time, a snapshot of a language writ in seconds and bits and science so close to magic it’s hard to tell the difference.