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[Jul. 5th, 2005|02:23 pm] |
Raven is seated, crosslegged, on the floor. There is a large chunk of fine clay beside him, as well as a putty knife, and several other instruments.
Incense is burning, and he has laid patterned ribbons in a neat star shape around him.
He is waiting for aid.
This is as far as he can go alone. |
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