He preferred to move forward, through the fabric of the world, passing the most incomprehensible situations - dinosaurs, wars, Aliens - but never staying and without looking back. Sometimes, to make things interesting, he would walk at different paces, even running when he felt like it. Nothing could stop him.
Until something did.
People called it fate, gods, even science. But the truth was, nobody knew what had made Mr. Tyme stand still - or what would happen now that he did.