
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Amidst the Great Synchronization's chaotic DJ set of seven league energies, Primal Cadence #56 materialized - a glitching chrono-glyph pulsing like a rave strobe light. Honestly? It's giving Avengers: Endgame portal scene vibes for a plastic tag that'll inevitably get coffee stains. Why am I narrating a disc golf accessory's origin story like it's the damn Silmarillion again? sigh
As the Primal Cadence #56 coalesced from DJ-strobe chaos, it scanned the mortal plane for a worthy vessel. Its chrono-glyphs locked onto Jonah Milner (PDGA #282913) whose 886-rated aura screamed "mid-tier reality bender." Legend claims he manifested it by three-putting a 15-footer—truly, the multiverse works in mysterious shanks. Now bonded through that tragic bogey, does this coffee-stain-prone mortal possess the tempo to command rhythmic rifts? Or will his next throw summon the dread OB-strophies?