As I carefully placed my hands on the cold smooth surface of the orb, I felt my power flow through me. This was right. This was my power. I was going to keep it.
As I pulled my hands away from the orb I felt the power leave my once again frail body. I had returned to my horrid, human self.
I tried to move away from the orb as I heard a voice calling my name, but I was too weak. I remember my knees buckling beneath me and then darkness as the old door swung open.
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RandomSomebody tells me a word and I write a messed up short story that comes to mind
