SansBarkly
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Taylor Hebert honestly wasn't sure whether she hated her power or not. Some days were better than others. Some days, she didn't hate the strange worlds her abilities let her explore. Some days, she even enjoyed being Wanderer.
Some days, however, she didn't like it in the slightest. Some worlds weren't very pleasant at all. The thorns and the creeping dark still haunted her, and she never knew when she would accidently delve too deep.
But she could forget about those days, when she got lucky enough to wander back to Sarah, again.
~or~
Taylor's power causes her to wander uncontrollably through time and space. Is there some method to the madness, or is she doomed to wander aimlessly forever?
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.