"And, lo, the rift between realms shall deliver Debbie of... | |
"But the more that time that goes by, "the more difficult it's going to be to mend this rift." | |
"Future me" was afraid of causing a rift... in the space-time continuum. | |
"It does not bother me if What I say causes a rift" | |
"Why is there a rift still between us?" | |
"And, lo, the rift between realms shall deliver Debbie of... | |
"But the more that time that goes by, "the more difficult it's going to be to mend this rift." | |
"Future me" was afraid of causing a rift... in the space-time continuum. | |
"It does not bother me if What I say causes a rift" | |
"Why is there a rift still between us?" | |
- Based on current patterns, we've projected where subspace rifts are likely to form over the next 40 years. This is how things are now. | |
- Our rifts, our... - Static. | |
And children dont create rifts. | |
During the cold war, there were rifts between the People's Democracies. | |
Everyone will know About rifts, | |
- Based on current patterns, we've projected where subspace rifts are likely to form over the next 40 years. This is how things are now. | |
- Our rifts, our... - Static. | |
And children dont create rifts. | |
During the cold war, there were rifts between the People's Democracies. | |
Everyone will know About rifts, | |
Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak | |
I have bedimm'd the noontide sun call'd forth the mutinous winds and 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault, set roaring war to the dread rattling thunder have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak with his own bolt | |
It's not cool getting rifted like that. | |
The pied snake to the rifted rock, | |
To the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak with his own bolt; | |
- It's a.45 calibre longslide Glock 21 with octagonal right rifting and dual-ported barrel exhaust. What the hell does it look like? - No... guns. | |
His rifting leaves a very distinct power signature, though, one that our systems may be able to track. | |
The land is continually reshaped through eruption and rifting. | |
Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak | |
I have bedimm'd the noontide sun call'd forth the mutinous winds and 'twixt the green sea and the azured vault, set roaring war to the dread rattling thunder have I given fire and rifted Jove's stout oak with his own bolt | |
It's not cool getting rifted like that. | |
The pied snake to the rifted rock, | |
To the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire, and rifted Jove's stout oak with his own bolt; | |
- It's a.45 calibre longslide Glock 21 with octagonal right rifting and dual-ported barrel exhaust. What the hell does it look like? - No... guns. | |
His rifting leaves a very distinct power signature, though, one that our systems may be able to track. | |
The land is continually reshaped through eruption and rifting. | |