You walk to the rod, determined, anyone could see it on your face. When you grip it, you suddenly feel power surge into yourself. You felt stronger, not externally, but internally, you felt as if you could wield the strength of an army with your mind.
The power of the mystic.
Inner strength
A staff of wonder and ruin
This is the path you choose...
Suddenly, you could hear glass crack. You look down to see a long, jagged cut go through the snow white mural, then suddenly, it shatters and you go tumbling into the dark depths beneath...
Then suddenly you wake up from this weird dream...
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