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Lilac High Dust
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They enter the tower. The door slams shut with a sound like a ringing gong, and Spikesby and Isenore are plunged into a warm, velvety darkness.
"This shit is creepy"
Light appears, little flickers form strange arcane symbols in the air. The darkness slowly parts, revealing the Lord of Marvels.
"I see you, Spikesby Biteface. So, you have finally come to me. Your future spins uncertainly toward oblivion, your past is littered with pain and suffering.
Are you satisfied? Being tied to the whims of capricious beings such as my brethren? Subjected to untold cruelties?
Know, this fate is not set in stone. Journey into the Sea of Oblivion and speak to one of the creatures that lives there if you wish to be free of the Wizards' power forever."
"hey, I mean, not that you can really tell me, but what the fuck is he saying" whispers Isenore.
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