[Sothis floats a little closer, appearing to settle on the bed beside him. But she has no real physical form, and even the sheets give no evidence of her presence. Even so, there's a strange sort of warmth that emanates from her, familiar even though it has no reason to be.
"...yes. You stand against the flow of time... how did such a thing come to be?"]
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"...yes. You stand against the flow of time... how did such a thing come to be?"]
Do you remember? Did we send you back?