[They're not the only ones rattled by the sudden window into another eerily familiar time. Timekeeper simply isn't showing it so much, though the air does crackle around her briefly. She recognizes the faces in the rift, but... instinctively, not by logic or by memory. It's like the dust has been shaken off a clocktower bell as it tolls somewhere in a piece of her heart she'd forgotten about.
When the girl with the curly brown hair and deep brown eyes turns towards the rift, seeming for a fraction of a second to recognize what she's seeing in turn, she almost lets the name slip.]
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When the girl with the curly brown hair and deep brown eyes turns towards the rift, seeming for a fraction of a second to recognize what she's seeing in turn, she almost lets the name slip.]
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