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[willyousee]

Forgive me, but I am unfamiliar with what liminal space has become this time. Can anyone tell me what it is? What the cultural significance of it is? Are there usually balls of mice which try to run you down? There must be some reason it is what it is this time.

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At the Workshop

[willyousee]

Sure enough, weaving through the music and the shouts of Travelers and the pinging of the machine comes a beautiful strain of song. It's not instrumental, it doesn't replace the music already playing. A single voice that seems almost to seek her out, catch her by the hand, gently pull her back the way it came. It's not a soprano, or even an alto, but a rich baritone, and if she follows it, she'll find a strange door set in the wall of one of the corridor - and a beautiful, young man standing in the doorway, holding out his hand to her and Singing.

As she reaches a more reasonable speaking distance he draws the Song to a close and gives her an elegant, respectful nod. "Helena? Welcome. Please, come in."