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The cellar of the Dancing Dove is dark and dank, barrels of ale stacked high and crates scattered about in a haphazard manner. A week after the Equinox, it still smells of cider and honey mead. The door to the small wine room off to the left is an unremarkable door, made of heavy wood with a broken catch. Unremarkable, that is, until it opens to the bar at the end of the Universe, leaving Corus and Tortall far behind. Only Alanna, George and Jon know about this very special doorway, save for the visitors they bring through.

Alanna still regrets that these visitors get a rather smelly first impression of Tortall.