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Nov. 6th, 2008 11:14 pmThe thin slanting light of a winter midafternoon is sifting in through the high windows as two figures step into the main room of the Library of the New Watchers' Council: a vast round vaulted space lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves.
Andrew's seen it before; he's looking at Nita, grinning in anticipation of her reaction.
Andrew's seen it before; he's looking at Nita, grinning in anticipation of her reaction.
