“He placed a pinch of snow on his tongue and thought of making snow ice cream with Frank and their mother when they were small boys - 'First you stir in the vanilla' - Frank standing on a stool on his wondrously functional pre-Libya legs, the bullet that would sever his spinal cord still twenty-five years away but already approaching: a woman giving birth to a child who will someday pull the trigger on a gun, a designer sketching the weapon or its precursor, a dictator making a decision that will spark in the fullness of time into the conflagration that Frank will go overseas to cover for Reuters, the pieces of a pattern drifting closer together.” PiecesBirthPatternsTongueSnowDesignerDictatorWondrousLibyaVanillaBulletSpinal CordFunctionalParaplegicConflagrationFrank ChaudharyJeevan ChaudharyReutersSnow CreamThe Fullness Of Time Book:Station Eleven Source: Station Eleven