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November 10, 2005

D: Protection

One last circuit of the house to check that all the windows and doors had been sealed properly, except the front door. Locked, yes, all locked. At each window he broke a twig and placed both pieces on the sill, intoning the incantation under his breath.

branch breaks branch, one branch is now two, one branch is me, one branch is you

As he crossed the threshold and pulled the front door closed behind him he took the pieces of pink and white chalk from his pocket and completed the protection spell on the doorstep, putting the house to sleep.

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