Cut from the Same Cloth

My Infinite self was right--I can no longer mend time. Too many of my threads have been purged. I can feel no others. I'm alone now. And my thread is gone. But not you. Take this recipe. You've proven yourself a talented tailor in your own time, and a savior in so many more. The fabric of time needs your hands to mend it. I trust you with that responsibility. Talk to me when you're ready. I'll take you back to when this all began.