The corridors are full of sound now, and Door's glad of that. After meeting for final presentations and final exams, classes had ended. Though birthday and holiday parties had provided some excitement, and Seely and Cally had certainly done their parts to keep things interesting, there hadn't been a lot of people to talk to with so many gone home ( Read more... )

Door's decided to try a different way of arranging her journal, just for variety.

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Door is writing a letter. Of sorts.

( de Carabas: )

... .

11 October 2006

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29 September 2006

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As much as she likes to explore and meet new people, Door found herself a bit worn out from talking to so very many of them in Constant Vigilance on Friday. Thus after her shopping trip to town with people she was at least a bit more familiar with, a weekend spent mostly in her room (aside from Saturday evening, when she'd handwavily taken a ( Read more... )

The phone is ringing as Door returns to the room after Literature class, the second in as many days where she's met a teacher with the familiar accents of home, or at least Not Quite Home ( Read more... )