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Isabella Mariel Swan ∀ "Glass" ([personal profile] thaumobabble) wrote 2013-03-15 09:13 pm (UTC)

The door obligingly leads to the outdoors.

When they are all outside, magic person snaps her fingers and says sternly to the doorknob, "Broom salesmen are not your friends, they cannot come in for just a minute, you will stay closed till I am back."

The doorknob wiggles a little in what might be an acknowledging fashion. Magic person pats it and sets out through the path that leads between her herbs and her vegetables.

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