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central_librarylogs2015-11-26 01:06 pm
an_openbook) wrote in central_librarylogs2015-11-26 01:06 pm
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Who: Emma Swan and you!
What: Arrival in the library
When: Today
Where: Main hall of the library
Warning: None yet.
It only takes a few seconds and the whispered words to rouse Emma. She remembers Regina's final goodbye; the promise of good memories instead of an absence of completely. She remembers getting into her yellow Bug with Henry, and the ache of looking in her rear view mirror at her parents, Neal, Killian as they begin towards the town line, knowing that in a few short moments, the last year and a half would be gone.
Yet, even before the Savior opens her eyes, she realises something..
She remembers. Everything.
Blinking slowly, Emma gives herself a second to focus on the front of the reception desk and then blearily to the rest of her surroundings; none of it looking familiar as she pushed to her feet unsteadily.
Something wrong had to have happened. The curse? Was it Pan, or someone else stopping them before they crossed the town line? Whatever it was, Emma didn't have a very good feeling about it.
"Henry?" she calls out dazed, eyes darting from one corner to the next as a panic starts to set in. "Henry, where are you?"
What: Arrival in the library
When: Today
Where: Main hall of the library
Warning: None yet.
It only takes a few seconds and the whispered words to rouse Emma. She remembers Regina's final goodbye; the promise of good memories instead of an absence of completely. She remembers getting into her yellow Bug with Henry, and the ache of looking in her rear view mirror at her parents, Neal, Killian as they begin towards the town line, knowing that in a few short moments, the last year and a half would be gone.
Yet, even before the Savior opens her eyes, she realises something..
She remembers. Everything.
Blinking slowly, Emma gives herself a second to focus on the front of the reception desk and then blearily to the rest of her surroundings; none of it looking familiar as she pushed to her feet unsteadily.
Something wrong had to have happened. The curse? Was it Pan, or someone else stopping them before they crossed the town line? Whatever it was, Emma didn't have a very good feeling about it.
"Henry?" she calls out dazed, eyes darting from one corner to the next as a panic starts to set in. "Henry, where are you?"