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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 4:34 pm
Lain wakes in the little field of grass with the staff of light laying next to her. She reaches over and picks it up as she stands up. She stands up looking at the white void of a sky. Beyond the field is a white void of nothingness.
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