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It is rare that Flins’ problems are NOT the result of his own actions. He’s always taken delight in causing mischief, and even more in dancing away from the consequences as they try to bite him in the ass.
But surely—surely—this does not count as a consequence of his actions?
Not even a seer could have foreseen that wanting to tease Nefer could lead to Flins being trapped—mind and body—in a stupid memory box, an unwilling voyeur to his enemy’s memories.
But there’s a huge problem; if this is Rerir’s memories, where is he?
“Excuse me, I can’t help but notice that you seem quite out of place. You’re not from Khaenri’ah, are you?”
Flins blinked. Once,. Twice.
“You can see me?”
The girl laughed. “Well you’re pretty hard to miss.”
Well. This is new.
Or, how do you go back to a home that lives only in your memories—and never actually existed?