Celine felt strange.
It was difficult to describe the sensation enveloping what felt like her physical body and her inner consciousness simultaneously. In retrospect, the best explanation she could muster was being stuck in a "limbo of opposites"—a fitting name for the most part, seeing as it currently felt as though she was floating in place yet somehow moving at the same time, her body physically in motion in a way that made her kinesthesis overload all her other senses.
Not that she possessed any sort of knowledge on the metaphysical, but if Celine had to describe what she thought being transported on another plane felt like, maybe it'd be this.
She felt like she was fighting relentlessly against the endless pull of a vacuum, like she was running forwards but moving backwards in a never-ending loop, her limbs jerking against their own accords—but that couldn't be right, could it? Because Celine couldn't feel her limbs, actually—actually, she couldn't feel anything, and she couldn't see, and she couldn't hear, and she felt noncorporeal, because she couldn't feelfeelfeelfeelfeel—
Except there was something now, after an instant infinity—the blossom of a wave of light against the shields of her eyelids, cascading over her face and encompassing her vision, surrounding her and enveloping her in a cocoon of brightness, as though she was somehow being rebirthed, the brilliant refulgence sinking into her skin like roots spreading across the Earth.
All of this happened within the span of a second—it was like time slowed down around her, transformed into tangible radiance.
Then—
A bright explosion of colors, and—
Celine's eyes shot open.
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Unfamiliarity
FanficIn 2025, Iron Man's legacy lives on as that of an eternal hero. Celine Myers experiences things a little differently when she's thrown 30 years into the past and comes face-to-face with a living, breathing, and fairly-cocky 25-year-old Tony Stark.
