_teyla_ (_teyla_) wrote in soapgatelantis,
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Teyla sits cross-legged in the middle of her room and calmly sips a cup of tea, sweetened with honey. Her eyes stray now and then to the door, daring to hope that she might see more than one pretty face come to interrupt her afternoon meditation ritual.
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