Mag sighed, slightly irritated. Usually she required more than that, but from the feeling the was reading, they couldn't have been dangerous. She bit back a grumble as she let open the door, pulling up the thin, black strap of the long nightgown she was wearing. "I really wasn't expecting anyone at this time... Come in," she muttered.
If the lamplight of connected souls points toward your heart
Can you hear a resonance stronger than words now?