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Like gems of fairy dust, petite bombs

Infused with alluring, powerful sparks,

Prophecy of infinite pure-light energy

Theorized to explode, break bones,

Cease time, and further fracture the future

If the wrong hands happen upon it---

The Ackra Witches who have survived

In desert caves for a long, long time,

And chant through their dusty throats

To unleash the slow, sinister trickle

Of the otherworldly foretold of Oracle’s Orb.