"-- levate portae capita vestra," he's muttering as he turns from the center to face the mausoleum, "et erigite ianuae sempiternae --"
He crouches, makes a fist, holds his arm out over the foremost node -- the one with the shape of the entire schematic reworked in miniature. Braces himself.
Lifts the knife, and draws it carefully along the flesh of his forearm.
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Date: 2011-04-29 10:47 pm (UTC)He crouches, makes a fist, holds his arm out over the foremost node -- the one with the shape of the entire schematic reworked in miniature. Braces himself.
Lifts the knife, and draws it carefully along the flesh of his forearm.