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... "Umm. You mean that way?"

Aro groaned and pondered. After a while, I could hear her answer.

"Grandma said there's a door where the river ends."

"A door?"

Aro nodded her head.

"What kind of door?"

"Not like this kind of door."

She reached out and pointed to the door of the room we were in.

"It's called a door, but there's no actual door."

“Does it still serve the role of a door? A device to move between two different spaces? ...

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