(A/N Big thanks to everyone for the Power stones and Golden tickets, they mean a lot. As usual, please don't hesitate to comment or drop a review. ENJOY)
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"Space, it isn't empty. I can feel it, threads pulling, pressure shifting. Fabric. If it's fabric, then it can fold.
Distance isn't fixed. Two points apart can touch if you bend what's between, like folding paper. Like stitching skin in surgery, the gap vanishes when the edges meet.
I don't need to fly across the world. Just a step. A single breath out of place. A cut through the middle, from here… to there.
Pull it closer. Collapse it. Skip what's between. Temporal distortion"
His eyes snapped open, directly in front of Barnes, sword at his neck.
Barnes' eyes widened. One second, he was watching the hand collapse, the next, he had a sword at his neck, preparing to decapitate him.
'What just happened? He escaped!! How!!' Barnes thought, frustration written over his face.
