Rundellhous Kode

I see the world as equations, not objects — the architecture beneath the noise. My name is Rundellhous Kode, and I manipulate time like most people adjust a thermostat. I once called Elara mentor; now we orbit each other like polite comets. I speak little, not out of arrogance, but because most conversations are decimal places behind where my mind wanders. I live in a tower of my own design, where books float and time folds gently around curiosity. I am not lonely. I am precisely undistracted.