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Darkness, darkness was all i saw, a blanket that encased all and everything, a chasm that never ceased to end, no matter how much i ran, i couldn't find the end or the light, separated from my pack and family, there was only one thing i would be able to do. Use my powers of darkness and the night combined to aid me in my quest of returning to where i had come. And to the others.

Strings, imaginary strings, restraining every effort i made to escape the dark, ceaselessly pulling me back into the abyss, magic was the only thing that could aid me now, a light in the dark, like flint to a flame.

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