Plucked from the sky and pulled in the cold darkness with no power. Alone: he's lost in the dark, free to wallow in self-pity. Then, a light appears. He holds it in his hands. It glows and surges with new life, new power.

"What shall I do with it?"

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Finally finished this thing! Thanks to God for giving me strength to finish, and a HOST of other people:

PixelDailies:

• KwakWack
• John Moore
• Jusiv
• Ren-fi
• Zushi

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PixelJoint:

• Siikikala (a.k.a. RegularTeemy)
• Marky
• Goodly

Thank you all for letting me bug the living crap out of you.

As for the rest of you: Enjoy!

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