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Vein

Vein

A dark purple polished stone with a vein of gold running through it cracks open. Broken chips become flames. Blackcurrant fire becomes vapour and clouds, bright yellow salamanders reflected in each drop of plummeting rain. The floor is a dark outcrop of stone, a jagged vein of solidified light snaking through it.




Another oneword.com post. I like this one... odd and quite visual.


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