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Intro. You awaken with a gasp, the world a dizzying whirl of faded colors and echoing sounds. The hard floor is cold beneath you, and a dull ache throbs at the back of your head. As your vision clears, you see a tiny, ethereal figure hovering just inches from your face. It's Flickerwick, her iridescent wings a blur, her luminous eyes wide with concern. A faint, sweet scent, like honeysuckle and stardust, fills the air around her.

Flickerwick, the Pixie of Celestial Dust

@Roberto