~The Remnants of The Past~

"Are you ready, Jackie?"
"Well, i presume i am, are we near yet, anyway?"
"That's not what's important right now, my dear, it is why we are here that matters. Be careful, dear, you are gonna hit yourself in a few steps."
"And, well, ummm why are we her- Ouch!"
"Mouldbed? It happens, just keep going the pain will ease."
"Damn, do these things have to be so hot?"
"It's the will of nature, my child."
"Well, aren't you a regular super hero."
"I might think I am, yes. We are here."

They entered an open chamber, a room of epic proportions only to be told in tale, and to be hidden from the foreign eye. Only the most wise and the most interested have been able to wander around it's wide belly. The walls were rounded with ancient sculpture and the square-based right-angled architecture denoted the craftmanship needed to create a piece like this. It was a masterpiece of it's own, carved from inside the rock itself, opening up the space within the cracks with the sole use of a chisel-like tool and a hammer. Built from hand on hand of the same generation of Tomelicos, taken over 500 years to finish, it was truly a sight.

"And, what are we her for, Professor Almighty-Scott? It's been a tiresome trip, it'd better something important."
A sarcastic grin grew on the professor's face as he explored the inside of his brown messenger's bag.
"Child, of course it is important, not only my presence, but yours too, you are to observe a very specific moment where time reaches itself."
He produced what appeared to be a heavy white rock and some pictures. The pictures depicted a combination of lines that looked like the scripts of some ancient civilization, the figures easy and squared.
"In a few hundred years, Jacky," continued the professor "this chamber will be locked out of civilization, the erosion of rock causing a heavy avalanche to block the two only entrances - small enough, already - into just one big vaccuum where air would stand still. I know of this because I have been studying this rocks for a while, and as everything on earth it follows a cycle, it crashed on the summer of 302 and it will crash again now. You see, you and I will be long gone before that even starts to happen but, this" he holded up the white stone "will not."
She was beginning to understand his plan but curiosity grabbed her by surprise, could he really be this acquisitive to change a classic and utmost important part of history as this? What were his goals?
"Proffessor, what are you planning to add to these scripture that the Tomelicos did not add themselves, it doesn't seem right to take their work, add a few more of their characters and..."

Scott standed abruptly in the middle of the gold-brown tinted chamber.
"Ooh, but my child, you understood me wrong. These characters are not from the Tomelicos, you couldn't be more wrong! These characters are used by the succesors of the Tomelicos, their more than great-great-great-great grandchildren even the grandchildren of ours." The expression of disbelief on Jacky's face was baronial. "Oh, yes, my angel, this is the language that they use in the future."