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Feb 05, 2010 20:15

Fakir is sitting in an armchair by the fire, reading The Sorrows of Young Werther. Every so often Fakir looks up. If Mytho walks through the door, or if the Raven comes, he'll know.

Just in case, there's a heavy sword propped up against Fakir's chair.

nita callahan, jane austen, fakir

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