Prologue - Autumn of the year 5312
Ven ran as fast as his legs would move. This was not a night to be running break-neck across the loose stone of the Andolan plains, wind whipping his hair in his eyes when the rain wasn’t plastering it to his cheeks. The hunkering shape of the forbidden mountain which appeared before him only during the flashes of lightning wasn’t the place to be running to. The mountain, which barely qualified to be called such - low as it was though admittedly more. . .
"Good evening, campers" as General Jack O’neill would say.
A brief explanation on time in the Silverlight universe. (Brace yourself. Maths incomeing.)
So the world of rift operatates at about 1.7 times (1.707359358915391 to be exact) slower than that if our earth, according to the human calendar. That means their year is 516.102 days long (258.36725 days longer than earth because of the hours. That in a minute, haha.), split up into 14 months of 37, 39,40, or 41 days. With one leap year every ten years, making the one month with 37 days to 38 days (and a super leap year every 500 years) . These months, which I have named after the elder gods, have 10 weekdays. The work week is 6 days long (with a 4 day weekend. Much relax. Many days. Wow.). The days are 29 hours long and the work day 10 hours (giving the average person 60 hour work week). Taking the maths into account it is 14,966.958 hours, earth is 8,766.144 hours.
Let’s take our protagonist age into account 16, their time. 1.707359358915391*16 = 27.31774974264626, so inactual fact she is 27 rounding down not 16. But to them shes 16, but thats all relative. (that my space-time humor.)
