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โ€”โ€”โ€” ๐—›๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐™ˆ๐™€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—œ ๐—ฎ๐—บ ๐™ƒ๐™€. ๐—”๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ. โ € โœง โ € What sort of time do you call this, @NaturesCharms?

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โ€œAh โ€” Iโ€™m not quite in the Hattersโ€™s best favour.โ€ He scrunched his nose, rocking backwards on his heels. โ€œTheir clocks are in my hands, but I canโ€™t ๐™˜๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š their timelines. Hatter lost time with his daughter more than once. Aliceโ€ฆ Well. Where to start and end with โ€”
โ€œYa sound a lot like The Riddler.โ€ I blinked, my mind immediately jumping to his particularโ€”and often ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จโ€”way of speaking. And no, I wasโ€™t saying ๐˜›๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ was irritating. On the contrary. Something about his enthusiasm and cheerfulness was contรคgious. >
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โ€” grace his features, there was a hint of sadness behind it. โ€œMy daughter and my wife lived here once. Theyโ€ฆWell, my daughterโ€ฆโ€ Time dust floated by, brushing over his hair and around his face. He hummed under his breath. โ€œBut they can now visit. Itโ€™s ratherโ€ฆ โ€”
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โ€” complicated, I suppose. My daughter entwined her life with a human, and they now both share space in the same body. And my wifeโ€ฆ She was never meant to be contained in a castle. She comes and goes as she pleases now that she can.โ€
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โ€œThatโ€™s new. I havenโ€™t been called โ€œLiteral Timeโ€ before. I suppose I am literally, and spiritually, and most certainly absolutely l am ๐—ง๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ. He is me and I am he.โ€ There was a hint of amusement in his tone as he reintroduced himself again. It happened often, his existence โ€”
โ€œ๐˜›๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜‹๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต,โ€ I echoed. โ€œWhaddya mean it escaped tha timelines?โ€ Nevertheless, I nodded in agreement. The dust was simply so pretty, and my eyes stayed glued to it as it drifted toward another hallway. As soon as he spoke again, his voice snapped me back to the >
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โ€” disclose his name often. Never, really. Except to Alice, of course, but which Wonderlandian doesnโ€™t offer their name to Alice?โ€ He shrugged as if that explained it. โ€œAs for knowing and seeing all โ€” yes, and yes. I do know all. The beginning and the end of all things. โ€”
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โ€” Humans as well. I know every single one, every being, every story, every moment in their life. Yours included. Because all of your clocks โ€” ๐™ก๐™ž๐™›๐™š clocks, I should say โ€” are here. I take care of them.โ€
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โ€œAha! Almost stardust. Very much like stardust. Same texture, same movement, but this โ€”โ€ His hand waved through a cluster of golden dust that was dancing nearby, disrupting the pattern of it. โ€œโ€” this is ๐™๐™ž๐™ข๐™š ๐™™๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ. Most likely escaped from the timelines, although it โ€”
My eyes widened as I stopped right behind him, nearly stumbled into him. I stepped back, blinking rapidly. "Yes." Well, there goes all my vocabulary... "I mean, I'm... Dr. Harleen Quinzel. Harls, for most. How...?" But the words died on the tip of my tongue. "Castle of >
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โ€” certainly have words.โ€ He scratched the back of his head, looking at her once more. It was only as he rocked back on the balls of his feet that he realised he hadnโ€™t introduced himself, and his hand was extended toward her before he could speak. โ€œHarls, you said? I suppose โ€”
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โ€” I should explain. As is with conversation. Iโ€™m Time. โ€˜The beginning and the end of all thingsโ€™, as some say. But Time, first and foremost. And perhaps you donโ€™t know me, but I know you, of course. I know every being in this universe.โ€
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โ€œBut of course!โ€ He turned about on his heel quickly, hands clapping together rather excitedly. โ€œYouโ€™re Harley. Harleen Quinzel. Doctor, I should say. Doctor Harleen Quinzel. But I expect you prefer not to be called by your full name every instance?โ€ His hands moved โ€”
"D'ya... know me?" Blinking as I came to an abrupt halt. Hurried steps soon followed him before he disappears. "Wait! Don't go! Where am I?"
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โ€” with his words, unable to help himself with doing so. He was smiling all the while as he spoke. Her second question made him laugh, and he threw his arms wide to gesture around them. โ€œWhere are you? The Castle of Eternity. Occupancy: one. Or several, depending on who is in โ€”
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โ€” realm.โ€ Around them, glittering time dust breezed by in small clusters. Large patches of light filled the halls, beaming in through the wide windows. โ€œI expect you rather tumbled through into here, otherwise we wouldnโ€™t be having this conversation.โ€
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โIโ€™m natureโ€™s vengeance. And you know what they say... Nature ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด wins.โž โ€” Independent portrayal, loosely influenced by: โœง DC Cartoons, Comics, etc. โ€” Highly AU โ IC โž Crack & Serious โ Crossovers. โ€” Descriptive & detailed. โ€” SLs & banter. โ€” ๏ฝข#Hyde๏ฝฃ
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