The Source moved to avoid the stake, then had to dance backwards even more to get out of the way of the torch. His steps took him close to the edges of the crystal circle. But he wasn't about to appear that he was in any way pressed. "Hey, Alanna," he called out with an air of unconcern. "How's the cat?"
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timeasmymeasure
Re: The Source
Date: 2007-02-12 02:27 am (UTC)