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[A strong wind suddenly howls out of a doorway and blows sand into the hall. Oddly, the doorway leads to another room, not even a courtyard.]
[This room hasn't actually been around for more than an hour or so but has enough dust and enough of a mildew-y smell that it could have been left untouched for years. Mirrors stand at more or less random points throughout the room. Sand stretches from wall to wall, inches deep in some areas and feet in others. In a shallow spot is a table with a broken hourglass on top.]
What was that?
[A young Tyki is sitting on the ground not far from the table, trying to rub any sand out of his eyes. He's probably not far from 12 years old and, if his hoarse voice and the bruises on his neck are any indication, is used to a bit of trouble. There is a piece of raw Innocence next to him.]
((ooc: Careful getting too close to or touching the hourglass -- unless turning back the clock sounds fun. Tyki's temporarily been turned to his much younger self, though only physically, and he hasn't quite noticed yet. latenight_moon has been affected, too.))
[This room hasn't actually been around for more than an hour or so but has enough dust and enough of a mildew-y smell that it could have been left untouched for years. Mirrors stand at more or less random points throughout the room. Sand stretches from wall to wall, inches deep in some areas and feet in others. In a shallow spot is a table with a broken hourglass on top.]
What was that?
[A young Tyki is sitting on the ground not far from the table, trying to rub any sand out of his eyes. He's probably not far from 12 years old and, if his hoarse voice and the bruises on his neck are any indication, is used to a bit of trouble. There is a piece of raw Innocence next to him.]
((ooc: Careful getting too close to or touching the hourglass -- unless turning back the clock sounds fun. Tyki's temporarily been turned to his much younger self, though only physically, and he hasn't quite noticed yet. latenight_moon has been affected, too.))