Date: 2011-08-04 07:00 am (UTC)
"Brigid," I say, reaching out to catch her shoulder before speaking in a tongue I haven't used in years.

"We're going to do this." I hold her gaze for a moment before I start back for the door, shouldering it open and taking stock of what's beyond. I don't move forward, just hold the door clear for them, my eyes sharp, my ears open.

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