Time
I see nothing but swaying wildflowers and grass.
Time places his finger to his lips before pointing.
I follow where he points, finally seeing what we came here for. Two people rustle through the grass, whispering between each other. Squinting, I look closer as they approach, seeing it’s a male and female. It’s Time, and a pretty girl that clasps his hand tightly. They must be in a relationship, I realise.
What strikes me first, is he isn’t as young as I thought. He’s a boyish teengager, when I assumed I would be seeing his as a child. I suppose being an immortal makes your perception of age and youth is different.
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