*He strikes a match, lighting a few candles for her.* This is my home. Welcome to All-World, where time an' space have broken and the world has moved on.
*As if to punctuate that statement, the Door slides away through a wall. It'll probably be back when they need it again.*
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*As if to punctuate that statement, the Door slides away through a wall. It'll probably be back when they need it again.*