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... ow, every stem, leaf, and petal had turned brittle and gray. The air carried a faint, dead scent of sap and wilted life. The soil beneath his feet felt hollow, drained.
He raised his right hand and stared at it for a long moment. His fingers trembled slightly feeling something.
"…This must be my doing," he muttered, his voice quiet, almost surprised. "All the plants… they're dead."
A faint green light shimmered over his palm — soft at first, then rippling faintly through ...
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