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| As you walk into the room, you immediately spot a small egg nestled in a comfy-looking collection of fleece, straw, and wool in the center of the room. Above shines a warming light and in the corner of the room you can see a pool (apparently man-made) of clear water. But the patches of green grass beneath your feet are real; all in all creating a very pleasant scenario. Next to the egg lies a sign: Please look but don't touch. This egg comes from Shadowlit Realms. You inspect the egg, restraining the impulse to feel its seemingly-smooth surface. You start to get a subconscious feeling of wondering- when will the egg hatch? Smiling a little whistfully at the suspense, you turn and tiptoe to the door, almost afraid that too much noise will somehow disturb the egg. |
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