[Not far away from this SOMEWHERES, Cornelia pushes through the barrier, worn from lack of sleep and time, yet carrying herself with a restored surety, even with the presence of her knight and home still real behind her; a trick of camp or a thin division between worlds and realities, she doesn't know, it doesn't matter, the terms she's returned on are her own. She pulls a large, ornate suitcase behind her, heavy enough to snap any sticks it rolls over.]
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Date: 2010-01-16 02:43 am (UTC)