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ECHOES IN THE RAIN

THYME'S POV:

The words "You are not from this timeline, child" didn't just echo; they reverberated, a sharp, crystalline clarity slicing through the market's dull, humid roar behind my eyes.

Someone could see me. The thought was a jagged shard of ice in my gut, twisting with a sickening lurch....