When Clint walked through the door, he was surprised to find himself among circus wagons in a dry, bright field. It didn't take much to bring memories of the circus back--so it also didn't take long for Clint to realize why the wagons looked so familiar.

Still, it caught him by surprise to see himself, younger and thinner and so much more stupidly trusting, walking into one of the tents. He knew what this was before he even heard the sounds--the Swordsman yelling at him, the crack of bones and--he knew Barney had been there but actually laying eyes on him as he ran into the tent made Clint's stomach clench, and he was caught between running away, and watching and remembering.

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