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... lways. The skies were stripped pink with a golden hue, and under the graceful gaze of the grateful orange horizon, a boy stood atop a snow-veiled mountain, his hands clutching a strange obsidian object.
What he was holding was a talisman, a charm or magical item that was capable of providing sorcerers and items alike with enchantments—whether good or bad—that could enhance their overall capabilities, grant them temporary abilities, or cause a handicap to whoever the wielder wished.
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