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Post by redrose47 on Jul 26, 2006 13:07:22 GMT -5
Sabina Facet looked up at the large, imposing building in front of her. The Opera Populaire. She had heard of this place only from the many men who traveled through her small town, hundreds of miles away. She began to walk up the steps towards the large front doors, which she noticed was open. She stepped into the ornate foyer, and looked around. She sighed. This was going to be a long vacation.
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Post by redrose47 on Aug 6, 2006 19:03:45 GMT -5
ooc: anyone?
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