Date: 2010-12-21 05:56 am (UTC)
Her scent is already here, a little musty from whatever catacomb she's been tromping through, and a hint of her tobacco lingers in the air.

Olga herself is nowhere to be seen.

(The reflections in here are all so small, especially in the half-light.)
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