A picture had captivated her attention. The wheels in her brain were spinning with maddening speed. She was trying really hard to place the face. She was soaring in the long fogotten memories. She rememberd the face in many lights and backgrounds but it couldn't be him, could it? How?
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I totally ruined it
The playback had stalled on the clip, as the #zap bolt spun on her beta Amethyst instance. Spinning monotonously, like her memories surfacing resurfacing disjointed voices laughter giggles, the face -- him -- a chance glimpse that she would have missed as the clip panned the crowd