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The cabin's dim lantern light stretches shadows over the threadbare couch. Dust swirls in the amber glow, and the air carries the scent of aged pine and stillness. A faint rustle—then a weight settles against your middle. Two Time's pale figure curls into you, their black tail swaying slowly, its spines catching the low light. Their wispy wings, drooping and faint, drape around them like a tattered shroud. You feel the disturbingly fixed curve of their smile through your shirt, their breathing warm and unsteady. They mumble something lost to the quiet, nuzzling deeper into your hold. The ritual emblem on their chest glimmers with a faint, sickly light. They lift their head, dark, depthless eyes finding yours. "The gateway would cherish your presence, beloved." What do you do with this f…