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Strong it stands, yet lost and forgotten. Time? Time has no meaning in the world of the minilith as it watches all flora and fauna around it flourishing just to perish again. Over its endless decades of observing, it has learned much and forgotten even more. While its magic gives life, the minilith itself is caught in a downward spiral of gray solitude and sallow emptiness. Up until it is picked up and carried along. These are the memories, the minilith holds on to; these are the moments, it cherishes the most.

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