A cold blue light filled the room, shining from a fist-sized sapphire hanging from the ceiling. Torches along the walls cast weak, flickering shadows. Piandao almost thought the shadows were connected to nothing, but they were too pale to see easily
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Again, I like this a lot! (and I'm sad that it's a stand-alone)
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In Soviet Russia, elements bend *you*
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Not quite. ^__^
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