Leo paced the foyer of the Circle of Creation. It was a stone floor that had started to collect dust since the woman who usually handled the cleaning had departed. To the right of the double door main entrance was a large wooden door, to the left was a stone wall with a keypad. Across from the entrance was a glass wall with a doorway leading towards what would be the sanctuary in the replica of Westminster Abbey. It actually looked like a gym with arcades on either side.
It was just after Dusk, and no natural light shined through the stained glass windows. The foyer was well lit, as was the area just on the other side of the glass wall. A long rectangular table was set up with chairs just past the foyer. Leo would sit down, but it would make answering the locked door rather difficult.
He thought it was an appropriate setting, staying in the one small spot of light among the darkness after most of the Arrow left the city. No official sentinel, Banishers getting more active, the Arrow in shambles. It was not a good time for the Sacramento mages, but that just meant those with a candle to light had all the more reason to do so and hold this darkness at bay.
That or be consumed.
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