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"Time! Are you crazy?" Mother Nature yells t me, pulling me into her room. I roll my eyes. I expected her to react like that to my new look.

"No, I'm not crazy." She jerks her head to give me a look, making a couple strands of jet black hair fall into her face. "Fine. But only a little."

Shaking her head, she shoves me onto the bed and starts to raid her closet for something for me to change into. Running my free hand on the soft velvet, I say, "Nature, I have a plan. It's a good plan, and this is part of it."

"Cutting your hair and wearing boy clothes is part of your plan?" She snaps, gesturing at me with long fingers. "Is this a plan to get yourself killed?"

Narrowing my eyes, I jump up and start pacing, tapping the ground randomly with my staff. "I'm tired of it Nature. I'm tires of always being looked down upon just because I'm a girl. No matter how strong I present myself, I'm still going to be harassed." I turn to her and meet her eyes. "It's either this or going in to hiding."

Her dark eyes filled with sadness. I know I struck a nerve. Before she revealed that she was Pitch's daughter, male spirits harassed her. Even though I barely met any spirits, I know they would treat me the same. That's why I cut my hair short and put on trousers and a tunic instead of a dress today. Even though I was strong physically, I didn't know if I could be that strong emotionally right now.

Sighing, she stands and walks right in front of me, forcing me to look up at her because of my lack of height. "Are you sure about this, Time?" I nod my head. "Then I'll support you the best that I can."

Smiling, I jump up and give her a bear hug. "I know you don't have to, but I still very much need to breathe," Nature wheezes. Unwrapping my arms from her neck, I hit her lightly with the staff, annoyed by the remark.

Rolling her eyes, she manages to drag me out of the room, saying she couldn't have a boy being seen in her rooms. She leads me to the gardens surrounding her palace and slips an arm through mine. We walk in silence and I take the time to study the beautiful plants living around the paths.

The silence is broken by the sound of fluttering wings. Both of us look up to see a man dressed in white with a red cloak. His golden hair matched his wings that were spread behind him. When he landed, I saw that he was almost as short as me.

Nature sighs, clearly annoyed with the interruption. "What do you want Amor?"

Amor opens his mouth to say something but then he looks at me. His blue eyes widen and he smirks when he sees our linked arms. Jumping up in the air, he says, "Looks like love can bloom without me. Now who's this lucky spirit?"

Nature and I exchange confused glances. Shrugging, I introduce myself. "I'm Gwy-" I'm cut off when Nature rams an elbow into my side. Glaring at her, I continue, "Gywnfor Time, but call me Time."

"Well, Time, nice to meet you. I assume you're the spirit of time." I nod my head. He scratches his chin and studies us for a second. "You two are cute together."

"We- we aren't…" Nature sputters as I stand there in shock.

He cuts her off. "Hmm… if you're Mother Nature then you'll have to be Father Time." This time, I'm the one that starts to protest. Ignoring me, he turns to Nature and says, "The Guardians sent me to tell you they want to talk to them. But I can just tell them…"

She waves her hand, quieting him. "Tell them I'll be there soon. North Pole, I assume?" He nods his head and gives me a wink before flying off.

"Nat, I think we unintendedly started a rumor." I say, staring at where Amor was standing.

"You think?"

Weeks later after the 'incident', I'm exploring some small villages, trying to get anyone to see me. Finally getting bored, I practice summoning my sand. Once I'm able to keep them there in ease, I start to make shapes out of them. Flowers, lynxes, eagles, dolphins, basically anything I want, the sand forms. A sheepdog runs past me when I hear a scream.

The sand vanishes and I call the wind and rush off towards where I thought it came from. I arrive to a horrifying scene. Wolves surrounded a little girl not far from her home. Without hesitating, I swoop down and grab a scythe leaning on the wall of the farmhouse before racing towards the little girl. I land in front of her and drop my staff on the ground.

Briefly, I wonder if I was making a mistake by switching weapons.

I didn't have time to ponder it for long because a smaller grey wolf launched himself at the girl. Sidestepping, I jab its side with the end of the scythe before giving a quick slice to its neck with the blade. It falls but more wolves launch themselves to avenge their fallen comrade. Letting instinct take over, I jab and swipe at them, the scythe feeling like an extension of my arm as I fight.

When the last wolf falls, I turn to see the little girl staring up at me. Before I say a word, she runs off screaming about time and a scythe. I stare after her in shock. She saw me. She was probably going to spread rumors about Father Time being a scythe-wielding killer, but, hey, she saw me.

That's got to count for something. Right?