:: Each time she appears in a different shard, she taps the glass from the inside. The resonant chime of the shards, normally musical when touched, decays into nothing.

:: Endings. She seeks the ending of things. What better time, what better place for an end than Time itself? ::

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:: She hums tunelessly, drifting through the shards of mirrorlike glass scattered through the Archmage's domain.

:: She is not drifting between the shards in the fluid Temporal Sea, but rather from reflection to reflection, refraction to refraction. ::

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