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Escape in the Dream

Through the hot stifling night, Mushtal ran with his two companions. Their feet were bare from long pursuit, scabbed and torn by brambles and rough earth. In the long dark shadows cast by the timeless ruins about them, things moved with a ravening vitality. The guardians of the Deep Dreaming were hungry.  —From The Well of Power , an entry in the Tome of CHAOS

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