Magnetic Personality
“Do you know why we are stopped here?” Nitwit asked the Timekeeper as her eyes took in the steam, the desert, and the dark appearance of the figure standing before her. His aura felt like an old friend, a worn and tattered teddy bear she had snuggled all her life. No fear flowed through her veins, though normally her knees would shake and the butterflies would dance within her.
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