stilljustandrew (
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2011-04-29 04:45 am (UTC)
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He opens his own car door, and hurries after him.
The faint glow in the east isn't quite enough light to study the gate by. Andrew plays the beam of a flashlight over the lock, examining its design.
"Thorned pentacle," he murmurs. "Or supposed to form one, anyway. Heavy stuff."
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The faint glow in the east isn't quite enough light to study the gate by. Andrew plays the beam of a flashlight over the lock, examining its design.
"Thorned pentacle," he murmurs. "Or supposed to form one, anyway. Heavy stuff."