[timsh17]
Lost in the endless plains of braelig, the outcast timsh began to grow
delirious. He had fearful visions of his former life and imagined terrible
consequences for the foolishness of his reckless and impulsive decisions.
These visions had set in much too quickly in timsh's reckoning, for he
had not been absent from the comforts of his master's shop for very long
and he had fancied himself much hardier than his present delirium indicated.
But timsh continued to walk his way through the desert and the landscape
slowly changed. Floating boxes began to appear sporadically and eventually
he was surrounded by them. He soon discerned the boxes to be cubes of
silky screens on which frozen images were imprinted.