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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 5:56 am
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"A dozen... that's potentially dangerous, but in most situations, it should make us pretty safe." Fasia looked up at the doorway as they approached it. This building, faintly laced with smoke, patched in some places and new in others, drew her in. After all, she could never drop into a place by accident. Who else would she meet here or avoid meeting, or what else would she find or not find?
"Who's been fixing up this place? It looks old, but someone's put a lot of effort into it." She brushed her fingers over the wood of the doorway, trying to remember the house she'd grown up in, a building that grew from the ground up and grafted in with a hollow tree trunk. One thought struck her: It's hard to trust anything man-made.
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Posted: Tue Apr 13, 2010 1:46 pm
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