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She backed away from the desk, turning her back on the ancient book. It did nothing to silence the voice, or the memory. She did remember the power she felt, heat burning so vibrantly in her that it drew in other lights to it. Sure, that other strength would come from other living creatures, and they would die in agony to impart their power to her.
How much did she care? A brief moment of suffering, then that power would be hers. Their pain would burn away just like their bodies did, and all the magic trapped inside would be hers.

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