The Traveller was growing increasingly uncomfortable
in her disguise. The bazaar through
which she pushed to get back to the Uncertain Brown Portal had become
progressively crowded the closer she got.
She knew Giraffe would NOT leave the vestibule until she had arrived,
BUT her delay could result in him assuming his normal shape. This would be a BIG problem.. The key she held burned the palm of her hand
- it was ready to be used. BUT HOW???
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