Consumer of Light
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Consumer of Light
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Consumer of Light

Shadow

A rare, black opal is birthed, a egg unlike the
rest, like a black void. The soldiers carry it to a
room without light, where it hatches. A echo of death itself, so vile and evil that its mere thoughts corrodes the earth around it.
- Page 56 of "The Oblivion Gate"

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