When I look again at the Jardis twins I suddenly see an older woman with dark brown-blonde hair and grey eyes next to a girl who looks a little like my mom except for the paler skin tone and changed eyes, hers being a reddish amber with muted gold flecks, though her hair remains the same. Looking again I see a group of people I seem to know but have no idea how.
Tall as she is, the image of the person doesn’t look very old. She looks as though she could be my age if not for the slight way she holds herself that betrays that she is much older. With silver eyes and dark brown hair, she looks so familiar but the words are just out of reach, almost as if her name’s on the tip of my tongue but I can’t find it in me to say it yet. L. That’s all I know. I know her name starts with L but beyond
