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... as calm, moon-swollen silver. The surface of the lake copied the night sky so precisely that one could not tell where the stars started and the water ended. It was a moment of pure beauty for one brief instant.
Then the air tore apart.
Wind rolled into a whirlpool, shrieking to existence at the lake’s center. Grass flattened, flowers torn from their stalks, water foamed and lashed upon its own shores. The wild vortex tore at the world, then exploded wide with a shattering of free ...
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