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... will, like a mirror suddenly warping in heat.
A tremor passed through the training grounds as the space before Priscilla split, not in a jagged tear, but in an elegant, unfolding motion.
Layers of reality peeled back like sticker or dry scab on reality. Each scab the peel reveal a different scenery, as if Priscilla herself was choosing what part or which world she wanted to go to.
And after warping and peeling, revealing a vast amount of locations she could have easily w ...
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