Time!Time… Time is what differentiates the past from the future and the present also. Ime is the deciding factor that tells whether all of the efforts put in place have truly been worth it. Time is the ultimate determinant that chooses whether in a moment, one is made to be the hero or the villain of an anticlimactic story. Time is everything and to him who manages his time well is to whom upon which the universal secrets have been bestowed. On my journeying across the realms, I have come to understand that a lot of things are centered on time. And a lot of regrets are centered on the inability to maximise the time we get to make that which is right and ebay for us. Most times, it is of the fact that time does not wait for us to get as skilled as we need to be in order to prepare for that which is to come upon us suddenly. It doesn't matter whichever way time does present itself to us, the onus of the matter is that

"Aahhhhhh…""Nooooo…""Help!" Varied screams and yells for help continued to ricochet out against the airs of Amphitheatre. Despite the little time that had elapsed since the whole contest had gone south, there were still a sizable couple of people who remained in the pavilions. Most of them had fallen, a few of them barely making it alive after they had gotten to bear the brunt of so many boots in the stampede. The others who were yet in full health were the ones who had been rather too slow to get out on time. Seeing how the event had degenerated, they began to curse their luck, wishing against fate that they had not come here in the first place.But it was a little too late for that. Now, things had gotten so bad that it was almost impossible for them to get out without sustaining injuries to themselves. Injuries that were severe enough to end the lives of those who were weaker on the charts.&n