“Excuse me!” She’s quick to rush after the head of blonde curls that she catches out of the corner of her eye. While she no longer can blame seeing things on lack of sleep, she can’t help but feel almost...Unnerved, like she’s seen something she wasn’t supposed to. Corinth is a strange place, there’s no doubt about that, and yet this doesn’t feel supernaturally strange, it feels like she’s forgetting something. “I’m sorry, I just-” The woman stops and the moment Winter sees her face, her own twists in confusion. The slant of her nose, the cheekbones, her eyes remind her of a doll. It is someone, but it’s been years, she’d been just a kid the last time they’d seen one another. “Prue?” @prunellelefebvre​














