Jun 18, 2004 17:00
Her face pale and anxious, mouth set in a firm line, Valla strides quickly down the hall of the boys' wing of Whiteoak, as if intent on some mission.
Reaching Aidan and Mikal's door, she raps rapidly on the smooth wood. Dark Mother, please let them be in...
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"Door's open, come in!" Mikal calls cheerfully.
He's sitting crosslegged on his bed, strumming his guitar.
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