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| A fierce flash of blinding blue light crackles over the tower where Flynn and Dove attempt their magic You shout '<raises her voice and continues, the scroll crumbling> *Dove*' Flynn Shouts: 'No! the sc {silence}' An almost deafening male voice Shouts '::peers at the blue light:: -=Delphi : Mentor=-' An almost deafening male voice Shouts 'Shadow..::ponders:: I wonder if they came from the spell.. -=Delphi : Mentor=-' Flynn dissapears with a loud popping noise! You feel yourself being whisked through time and space... When you regain your senses you find yourself - The Time Stream You find yourself floating outside time, moments from past, present and future pass by. Obvious Exits: Players here: Flynn(mounted upon a horse) You give a "Ooer.." to yourself. You blink your eyes. You try to flap your way out of this. Flynn flips around in the void. Dove says 'Shame the scroll crumbled.. but it got us here.' Flynn nods. |
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