Heart beats, so loud its in your eyes, smashing your forehead. Then the chord is cut, the trumpets of magic infinite realms swirl in the vaporous clouds. The pinnacle of tension is bled with a knife of pure energy, electricity clapping in the air and echoing in the back of your brain. Esoteric. My gods....
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