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. The Portal was a black void
surrounded by the five metallic dragon's heads. Carved by magic
into the likeness of Takhisis, Queen of Darkness, their mouths
gaped open in a silent scream of triumph, each head glowing
green, blue, red, white, or black.
The light blinded Palin. He blinked painfully and rubbed his
burning eyes. The dragon's heads only shone more brilliantly, and
now he could hear them each began to chant.
The first. From DARKNESS TO DARKNESS, MY VOICE
ECHOES IN THE EMPTINESS.
The second. FROM THIS WORLD TO THE NEXT, MY
VOICE CRIES WITH LIFE.
The third. FROM DARKNESS TO DARKNESS, I
SHOUT. BENEATH MY FEET, ALL IS MADE FIRM.
The fourth. TIME THAT FLOWS, HOLD IN YOUR
COURSE.
And finally, the last head. BECAUSE BY FATE EVEN
THE GODS ARE CAST DOWN, WEEP YE ALL WITH ME.
A magical spell, Palin realized. His vision blurred and
tears streamed down his cheeks as he attempted to see
through the dazzling light into the Portal. The multicolored
lights began to whirl madly in his vision, spinning around
the outside of the great, gaping, twisting void.
Growing dizzy, Palin clutched the staff and kept his gaze
on the void within the Portal. The darkness itself moved! It
began to swirl, circling around an eye of deeper darkness
within its center, like a maelstrom without substance or
form. Round . . . and round . . . and round . . . Sucking the
air from the laboratory up in its mouth, sucking up the dust,
and the light of the staff
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