Rolling Stone

[Existentially Odd]

"I suppose you just might, at that," Wilson conceded with a breathy exhalation of a laugh. Her mind turned to exactly how she would introduce the woman to her guards and before she knew it, they were at the business side of the guardhouse quadrangle. They\'d arrived at the administration block and it faced the heart of the Innerkeep, presenting a solid, two-storeyed face of watchfulness to those passing by. At the very centre was the entrance to the long wing and this was where she led Phoebe.
   
Continued in Sleepover
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