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The All-Mother turned toward the witch of dreams. "Will you allow me the next match?"
Unwilling though the witch of dreams might be, she still forced a smile. "I would be honored, All-Mother."
The All-Mother's three back spines squirmed forward like oars, tugging her heavy, unwieldy body behind. Her beak opened as she released a shrill, chaotic screech. She was draped in what felt like the source of darkness, from deep within the stellar abyss. A gust of cold and the stench of decay swept toward them.
Her large red eyes were the size of rugby balls, and the massive, milky-white blob...
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