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Twilight Powder
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"...lad you could come. I'm not entirely certain just what I've created, but it seems to be a sort of liquid-gas."
Noise is the first thing that returns. The overpowering rush of air, the immense creaking of aging timber, and above it all, the sounds of voices.
If only you knew what a voice was.
"Some sort of between phase matter, then? That's not that special."
"But the gas seems to hold together, you see. It bunches up. I've considered electromagnetic bonding, but I don't see how..."
Despite the immense volume of the voices, you notice they sound somewhat muffled.
Touch... you feel a smooth, cool surface beneath you, and your limited senses indicate that you rest in a circular, walled, but un-roofed container of the same material. Two other materials are nearby.
Well. How do you begin?
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