Ronny Hedin wrote:

The master gestured, and the crystal ball before him summoned up the
image of the city in ruins, the remaints still smoking, with fires
blazing here and there. It was, indeed, no less than the picture of
an inferno. He pulled back the hood, exposing a gnarled visage, dry
leather-like skin tight against deformed bones. A wide, evil smile
formed on his lips. "No, no, no. Everything is going *quite* according
to plans."

...that makes *too* much sense, if you think about it.


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