"No. No, they're - I have to - " she began to wriggle back out, though she kept one arm still poked through the hole, reaching back with the other. She got caught, a little, in her cloak, and her movements became almost panicked till she got both feet under her again, and both shoulders clear.
"Is it still there?" she asked desperately, looking back.
(It was.)
The door hadn't begun regrowing, though all that was holding it open now was one arm to the elbow and one hand to the wrist.
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Date: 2008-12-04 05:28 am (UTC)"Is it still there?" she asked desperately, looking back.
(It was.)
The door hadn't begun regrowing, though all that was holding it open now was one arm to the elbow and one hand to the wrist.