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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 10:19 am
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 1:05 pm
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Finding a nice grove of trees, Lalita sat in the middle of it. She was sitting in a kneeling position, and she held one hand over her pendant with the transmutation circle, and her other hand over the ground. There were some nice pebbles around her. In a split-second, the pebbles came together and fused, and shaped, into a rugged stone pot. Lalita smiled at her success, and keeping her hand that was on the pendant right where it was, she moved her other hand to lightly rub the pot. Within a swirl of dust, the rugged pot became more polished, and shiny, and smooth.
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Posted: Sun May 11, 2008 3:03 pm
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