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“You can see curses?” Suhel asked Pharazon. To her Werelupe vision, nothing looked wrong with Lexora at all. “Well, they are a type of magic,” the faerie Draik said. “Magic to me is what smell is to you. I could see Connor’s curse on him, plain as day.”

by cosmicfire918
Do You Believe In Magic: Part Two

Elwin didn’t remember the landing. He could recollect falling into the well and the surprisingly short drop down the dark shaft, but the landing itself…he had no memory of that. Likely he had hit his head immediately upon impact and forgotten everything.

by emblo93
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"Sunrise and Darkness" by neptunely
A Hissi wound its way around her legs, forming a glittering, slithering bracelet. An Xweetok waved shyly as it splashed in a nearby stream. "You made a beautiful day today," she squeaked out. Sandy smiled benevolently at her and the Xweetok blushed before scurrying off. As Sandy continued on, the animals thinned out and disappeared altogether. She was approaching her shrine, which the creatures were only permitted to visit in the afternoons. For now, she was allowed to be alone in the palace built to honour her. She reached her shrine and entered the wooden structure. The open ceiling allowed the light she had created to pour in and reflect upon the gold and gems that encrusted the room. No one dared steal any out of respect for the Spirit. While she was kind, she was also immensely powerful, and the creatures knew not to test her. At the centre of the room was a small, raised pedestal. Upon it were her offerings: tasty candy, interesting stones, and - she sighed happily – hoof wax. She opened the jar and sat down to shine her feet. Then, everything went dark. Sandy awoke in a room of rough stone and blackness. Even the light from her body could not penetrate the dark that surrounded her. She saw movement in the shadows. It was a creature of blackest black, pure darkness. From it a rough voice resounded: "Hello, Sandy. Do you know who I am?" The terrified Ixi replied: "Yes. You are Baku, the Spirit of the Night. What do you want with me?

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