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kaolinandboneThe entry hall of Lioncourt's castle is a vast, gothic thing, with deep burgundy tapestries on the walls and matching carpet underfoot. The precisely-fitted masonry has been polished within an inch of its life, the dark stone gleaming sullenly in the insistently cheery light of the newly-installed electric lamps.
Within the high arches of the surrounding baulaustrades, two women intone the same spell, matching each other's cadence: A pale girl, looking little older than a child, and a tall, red-haired woman with serious slate-grey eyes.
As the last syllable fades, twin portals shimmer into existence: the first multiversal party in the Many Worlds is officially underway!
Within the high arches of the surrounding baulaustrades, two women intone the same spell, matching each other's cadence: A pale girl, looking little older than a child, and a tall, red-haired woman with serious slate-grey eyes.
As the last syllable fades, twin portals shimmer into existence: the first multiversal party in the Many Worlds is officially underway!
Re: Miles, Lurker, Dotted Lines
Date: 2015-06-09 02:15 am (UTC)Re: Miles, Lurker, Dotted Lines
Date: 2015-06-09 02:20 am (UTC)