⚔️ // there was something ... different about this particular borealis. a sort of odd sixth sense that burned in her , reignited in the same way it had just some time before. only this time , retracing her steps towards the temporal gardens , byleth could FINALLY pinpoint the source of this odd coincidence.
not quite in the temporal gardens , but just before in the alley-streets of the central district , stood a most familiar sight. green hair and eyes so much like her own. a dress that mimicked the design of a uniform she knew well.
"— flayn-...." she breathed the girl's name like a hastened prayer , an unfinished thought , and found her steps staggering against the cobblestone underfoot. leather dragged on stone as byleth stilled. relief and trepidation , joy and a distant fear all broiled in her , competing against to scale the confines of her chest and leap out into the open.
none of them did.
"time's flow ... it has brought you here too."
@wavescrest / greetings ! :3















