The Stone of Thunder
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Last published Tue, Jan 3, 2017
Long ago in the forest a stone was formed from lightning. In the shape of lightning. It stood five feet tall. One side stabbed deep into the ground. The other pointed toward the heavens. An orb in the middle of the two blades. The orb holding a powerful amount of lightning. Blue lightning. The stone was made of a clear rock with a vivid yellow that became more colorful toward the edges of the stone.
The stone was made from lightning and continues to live...
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