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  1. Through the Living Elan
    "One being whose power split through a prism. We... grab those two and run." Clay gestured towards the One who Dreams and Weaver.
  2. Through the Living Elan
    "Eh... ish."
  3. Through the Living Elan
    "Come on Doctor. Just... enjoy this in peace."
  4. Through the Living Elan
    "There was one god. Er- supreme being. But history and theology is NOT the problem right now. The problem is that the room is gonna fill with that smoke soon," Clay gestures at the plumes of smoke, which pump more and more emptiness into the room, "and if you touch it you'll stop existing. Zip. Zilch. Nada. Gone."
  5. Through the Living Elan
    No. Elan said, looking at Aventine through his peripheral vision. Not yet. "What look? I didn't see any look. You're looking at Jar Man funny too."
  6. Through the Living Elan
    "We're..." Aydri put a hand up to her forehead, "Never mind." She started walking into the field, pulling Cedar with her.
  7. Through the Living Elan
    "It does. When you wield a fifth of the power that created the universe, that's the kind of think you can do. Bring the emptiness of death to... existence."
  8. Through the Living Elan
    "Maybe. Maybe." Elan glances at Aventine, and nodded at her. It was the right thing.
  9. Through the Living Elan
    "WHAT THE HECK!!!"
  10. Through the Living Elan
    "Yeah, we were talking about him."
  11. Through the Living Elan
    "DUDE!!!"
  12. Through the Living Elan
    Little comets begin flying out of the center of the dreamcatcher. Weaver begins glowing purple, smoking eerily, swaying back and forth with his eyes closed. Then the comets land, forming into small plumes of emptiness, the blackest black any of them had ever seen. "Death." Clay said, "It's the nightmare about fate we all have... nothingness..."
  13. Through the Living Elan
    WHYYYYYYYYYY NOW THAT SONG IS STUCK IN MY HEAD!!!
  14. Through the Living Elan
    "Yeah, it's beautiful." Aydri yelps, seeing the Witch Doctor behind her. "DUDE! HAVE YOU BEEN FOLLOWING US THIS WHOLE TIME?!"
  15. Through the Living Elan
    Okie dokie artichokie. "We're fine." Elan says. "That seems... very specific... are you an expert on drug withdrawals?"
  16. Through the Living Elan
    "Just... be ready." Clay says. Weaver holds his scythe carefully above the child's forehead, and begins using it to draw a dreamcatcher, leaving a glowing line behind it's tip. When he finishes, the glowing symbol swirls, growing and floating until it covers the roof, casting a golden glow upon the room. Then the room begins to spin, slowly at first, then quicker, around the group.
  17. Through the Living Elan
    "Nothing good..." Clay says. "No... don't mess with anything."
  18. Through the Living Elan
    She smiled back. As they come over the hill they see the field, sprawling into the distance.
  19. Through the Living Elan
    Clay rips Penn away from Weaver as her hand begins to age. "No. Don't touch him. He's... fate." Weaver lays a hand on the obsidian slab, and it begins to crumble.
  20. Through the Living Elan
    "It'll be nice... to share it with you."
  21. Through the Living Elan
    "What funny looking thing?"
  22. Through the Living Elan
    Clay turns to Sleeper and Penn. "I proclaim you." He says. A burst of energy explodes out from the two of them, disintegrating the vines. His eyes fade. "There." he says, "I'm... sorry." Weaver walks to the obsidian slab, his eyes still glowing. The ground behind him begins to decay, crumbling.
  23. Through the Living Elan
    "Yeah."
  24. Through the Living Elan
    Oh great. Last time I babysat... Never mind. We managed to turn her back eventually.
  25. Through the Living Elan
    "NOT YELLING AT HIM!" Weaver yelled in. He holds up his scythe, slamming it into the ground. A black crack forms up the invisible barrier, and Weaver walks through. His eyes are glowing a smoky violet. Clay follows behind him, his eyes glowing gold. Proclaim. A voice echoes from nowhere.
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