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Originally Posted by
Monique Bernard
For the love of France!!! This was taking FOR.EV.ER!
Sighing once again she sat down. It looks like she would just have to wait until the mandrake cracked the barrier. As she sat down some of the fireseeds she had in her jacket pocket fell out. She might as well burn some time, right?
She noticed that the barrier shimmered when she was near it. Maybe that had something to do with the fireseeds. Picking up one of the fireseeds that fell out she tossed it at the barrier.
Might as well watch something shiny while she was waiting, right? It definitely beat watching the crying root baby make slow progress.
The fireseeds plink off the barrier without much effect, other than some shine.
The mandrake continues to wail, still sitting, loose, in its box.