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Mushtal's Descent

Tumbling out of space he fell. In fear he yelled until he was hoarse… and still he fell. He could see nothing but interminable blackness and could feel and hear only the buffet of warm wind against him as he tumbled into the endless deep. He thought he might die there, alone, starving, tumbling forever into oblivion. As he considered this, there was a sudden tightening in his chest and then on his skin. He gasped as he felt himself compressed into nothing.  —From The Talisman, an entry in the Tome of CHAOS

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