Amulet lay down on a narrow cot. The floor obscured with objects from the past. A chortling sound could be heard over head as a quite elderly individual continued to arrange the room with things. Lots of things. A tank to hold a snake. A ground squirrel. Things living things! A wonderous amount of mirrors filled the rest of the room, Mirrors that obscured reality with a series of reflections.  |  |
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