unbroken, unblemished. Pure. This, Timmy realized, was who The Turtle Boy had been before he'd changed into the malevolent, seething figure of decay and disease they'd found on the bank that day. This was Darryl before whatever had corrupted him had compelled him to feed himself to the turtles.
Hmm... so parallel dimensions divided by some sort of meteorological magical portal and antithetical sides of the same character according to each... where is this going?
Familial Trauma? Fae Fantasy? Mystical Folklore?
