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Date: Wednesday, 30 June 2010 17:41 (UTC)
"NO!" Primoris writhed, the smoke changing form - now tendrils reaching out, now some great hulking beast, now a vaguely humanoid form.

"You cannot banish me forever!"

The spell sucked at him, and he fought, but it was stronger. Dream's eyes were like twin stars, holding his gaze as the blackness of the Void finally reclaimed him.

The wind died down completely, leaves falling to the ground, and for a few moments there was absolute silence.
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