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... ded on his butt. "Ouch!" he yelped in pain from his now-bruised tailbone. It was not a soft landing and compared to the warm starlight he had been drifting in, the wind that caressed his skin was chilling and ominous.
Looking around he saw a stark, blasted landscape. Black cliffs of stone arced up in either direction, and a small passage led forward. Glancing back, he saw the same terrain behind. I’m in a canyon, he thought.
Oliver manifested next to him with a pop. "Well, crap. ...
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