A simple autumn day, not a single thing out of place. Everything was in due course, as per usual. Everyone, at least of some importance, was right where they needed to be, doing the things that must be done. It was a simple Autumn day. The crisp wind picked up, bustling amongst the crowds and through the leaves. A regular autumn day, where the wind began to swirl in odd directions. As people began to clutch their belongings and animals began to stir, the wind tunneled past them all, seemingly coming from nowhere and everywhere at once. An unchanged autumn day, where everything began to still. The wind had stopped, the wildlife seemed to quiet down, and people were frozen in place.
Just one moment.
A moment away from time.
The moment that doesn't exist.
It's a simple Autumn day, not a single thing out of place. Everything will be in due course, naturally.
You can't avoid the inevitable.
A young lad named Lynn had phased onto the ground. Their presence a ripple through time and space itself. The world had to make room for them, and as it did, Fate had begun to spin once more .
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Joestruck
FantasyTime is never ending. There's neither a beginning or an end, it's simply a constant. After facing the [Redacted] tragedy, Lynn finds them in possession of a faintly heirloom. In the hopes of mending their fractured relations, Lynn faces the ever cha...
