[It takes perhaps a heartbeat, perhaps two, before reality... stutters, for lack of a better word. A brief hush falls, a wisp of a sea breeze flutters by.
A soft knock precedes the click of the lock opening, for politeness's sake, and then Tomoe enters the garden proper.]
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A soft knock precedes the click of the lock opening, for politeness's sake, and then Tomoe enters the garden proper.]