Cautiously she creeps up to the massive monument of a doorway before her, and gently blows dust off the facade. Under the layers of dust there appears to be some sort of writing.
"Ye... Olde...LiveJournal," our intrepid young female ingenue makes out in the dim candle light.
Hesitantly she pushes on the door, and grudgingly it begins to creak open
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