“She was dressed for the period, just like everyone else. Under her thick raincoat was a green skirt and white blouse brought in above the waist. Archive had never been a human female before, but she didnt even think about it then. That was just the way it was, just as she was back in time and in a diner because that was the form she had accidentally wrought upon the dream. There could be no arguing with it. Her skin was pale again, just as it had been. Her proportions modest, just at the beginning of womanhood. Only her hair showed sign of the truth beneath; it was the exact same shade as her mane had been. Instead of poodles, her dress had her cutie mark. She didnt notice that either.”
 
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