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Sep 04, 2011 13:36

Peanut Butter - Metal
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Timeframe : 1278

Kairn can feel the stone bite his flesh even though he can’t see it. He makes another reach, gives another pull, and it’s unraveling all around him, bit by bit. The air hums with the crackle of collapsing magic.

There’s a deafening crunch and he pulls his hand back with a yelp, his fingers throbbing as if they’ve been hit by a brick. He gives the invisible wall a kick out of anger and the hum swells, strands of blues and greens and reds lacing their way through the air like so many tiny bursts of lightning.
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