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"Idon'tknowbutitcan'tbegooood!" Pomrick squealed.
As his own chaotic energy merged with that of the staff, those poor souls would see intermittent flashes of Pomrick's saucer-eyed face and Spear Thistle's erratic hair. Both screaming profusely.
Besides inflicting nightmares of himself upon others, something strange happened to the lights around near Pomrick and the pixie. The lights grew tangible; physical; like vines growing out of the floor, merging with the already rampant growth behind them, lashing over them like illuminary webs. Pomrick flailed his hands to find release, but that all slingshotted more webs by his misplaced power through the corridor, entangling other, screaming students.
Pomrick kept screaming and thrashing in tandem with them: as much of an inflictor as a victim. Only the piff-paff of soft slippers broke through this cacophony . . .
The Spear Thistle Fairy
Vaezhasar Drakspae
As his own chaotic energy merged with that of the staff, those poor souls would see intermittent flashes of Pomrick's saucer-eyed face and Spear Thistle's erratic hair. Both screaming profusely.
Besides inflicting nightmares of himself upon others, something strange happened to the lights around near Pomrick and the pixie. The lights grew tangible; physical; like vines growing out of the floor, merging with the already rampant growth behind them, lashing over them like illuminary webs. Pomrick flailed his hands to find release, but that all slingshotted more webs by his misplaced power through the corridor, entangling other, screaming students.
Pomrick kept screaming and thrashing in tandem with them: as much of an inflictor as a victim. Only the piff-paff of soft slippers broke through this cacophony . . .
The Spear Thistle Fairy
Vaezhasar Drakspae