Snowflakes

[aduvingion]

The corridor had a single bare bulb, glaringly bright and swinging from the ceiling. He quietly made his way towards the steel door at the end, curiosity having got the better of him at last. Through the cracks around the door, a muted haze of colours bled through. Grasping its handle, he pulled and it swung open easily. The room was dimly lit, but

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[undoing_]

nice mood, but hexagonal ferns and plates are very bathetic...