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Mar. 6th, 2011 08:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Every day, without fail, ever since she was let loose from the infirmary, Katya has been searching for a way out of the Bar at the end of the Universe. Perhaps it isn't healthy, this refusal to believe what Olga's already told her bluntly, but...
She wants to go back.
So she's out again today, trudging through the woods, her hands stuffed into her pockets, delicately skirting the more muddy areas.
She wants to go back.
So she's out again today, trudging through the woods, her hands stuffed into her pockets, delicately skirting the more muddy areas.
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Date: 2011-03-08 04:45 am (UTC)Then, man-shaped once more, and seemingly ignorant of the bruises and bloody furrows that grace his flesh --
He, too, vanishes.
Fionavar is calling, and no matter how relaxing this interlude of battle was, there is always work remaining to be done.