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The Arbiter’s robe was of firebird feathers stolen from the deep jungles and lava runs of Qeled, feathers that seemed to burn like flames, the deeper darker ones around her feet where the robe flared, then growing lighter in strands that wrapped her body in spirals like the weave of a rope and made her appear a tornado of swirling naked flame.
The air felt strangely heavy, and the atmosphere appeared to have turned into gaseous lava.
Long black lava flows, wrinkled as a dracon’s skin and black as burned rubber, extended tongues from every flank of the mountains.
Wrinkled sheets of old lava covered most of the ground.
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