The Fall of the Gemini

== The Fall of the Gemini ==
  Luca—I mean 
Sacul sat in an oak chair, worn smooth by hundreds of plastic bottoms 
sitting on it every day. In front of him was an oak table worn by 
hundreds of meals, drinks, and occasionally some plastic bottom which 
didn’t read the “don’t sit on the tables” sign. Across the table sat 
Thi—I mean Yuggniht on yet another oak chair worn smooth by the 
aforementioned reason. A fire was burning in the corner (In a fireplace,
 of course. Don’t worry, the building wasn’t burning down) and it cast 
mysterious shadows across the room.
“So,” Sacul prompted. “What of the big cheese?”
“Say what?” Yuggniht replied.”
“That’s code for Dimlat.”
“Dimple?” Yuggniht repeated.
“No, Dimlat,” Sacul clarified. Say it backwards and it will make sense.
“Dimlat backwards it Talm—oh, I get it now. No, unfortunately I am unaware of his fate.”
“What of the Gemini?”
“The Gemini? Oh, you mean Nosredliubogajninderonohdelliks and Avalfoajnin.”*
Sacul took a 
moment to process what that sounded like backwards before replying, 
“yes, them. Do you know what happened to them after the disruption?”
A tidal wave of 
sadness and regret slammed into Yuggniht and threatened to throw him off
 his feet, even though he was sitting in a chair.
            He 
remembered, fifteen years ago, a battle where great walls of water rose 
up into the sky, wooden boats tossed from wave to wave, and mechanical 
Barneys that shot laser from their heads, shoulders, knees, and toes. 
            Shard 
and Blaze (Those are our new codenames since Avalfoajnin and 
Nosredliubogajninderonohdelliks are WAY too long) were destroying any 
enemy vessel that was unfortunate to come near them. Blaze shot streams 
of fire right from his hands, setting the enemy vessels on fire. Shard 
stayed hidden in the crow’s nest with a bow, systematically eliminating 
enemy personal of importance. A ship could easily be thrown into chaos 
once the commander or whatever the guy steering the ship is called was 
smashed. 
“When you torch 
the enemy ships make sure they are well away from our ships so that the 
fire doesn’t spread to ours,” Shard called out to his brother.
“I can handle my 
own ninja powers, Shard. How about YOU start using that bow a little 
more instead of hiding up in the crow’s nest up there?”
“It’s called the 
element of surprise, dummy. I smash them right when they don’t expect 
it. Like this.” He quickly raised his head drew back the string of his 
bow, and released the arrow at a pompous captain marching about on the 
deck of an enemy ship. However the arrow flew at least a yard above the 
paradox rouge’s head.
“So much for the element of surprise,” Blaze commented, rolling his eyes.
“That should have hit him!” Shard complained. I don’t get why it would do that unless…”
“Unless…?”
“Well, if the 
gravity of the moon is strong enough to cause the water to rise into the
 air, it’s probably messing up gravity for my arrows as well.” Shard 
dropped the angle of his bow and fired another arrow, smashing the enemy
 ship’s captain.
“Am I awesome or am I awesome?”
“Is ‘none of the above’ an option?”
I’ll bet you 
twenty coins that I can hit that BarneyBot from here,” Shard challenged.
 Suddenly a wall of mist rose between them and the enemy ship blocking 
his view.
“You’d better have twenty coins ready.”
“No fair! Mega moons mists shouldn’t count!” Shard challenged.
Their ship was quickly consumed by the growing cloud of mist.
“This moon mist stings,” Blaze commented as little droplets of water slashed at his face like the blade of a liquid sword.
“That’s because 
the skyfalls are growing stronger,” their navigator interjected. “At the
 peak of the event the moon will be the closest to the earth than it 
ever will be again until the next skyfall eighteen years from now. 
During this ten minute period the gravity of the earth and moon will 
cancel each other out and there will be total weightlessness.
“Now THAT’S awesome,” Blaze said, “unlike your shooting, Shard.”
At that moment the mist to their starboard side parted and an iron bow rammed into their ship.
“It’s an enemy ramming vessel!” Blaze shouted. “Everyone, prepare to repel enemy boarding parties.”
“Did someone say party?!?!” a BarneyBot called out gleefully. “I love parties!”
Shard turned to the navigator. “Are there ally ships nearby?”
“Well, according to regulation 563 of the king, during battle if vision is decreased to less than thirty meters vessels are to…”
“Just tell me whether or not there’s a nearby ship!”
“Well, I, yes, of course there is, twenty meters off port side.”
“How long is a meter?”
“Approximately 3.2808 feet.”
Shard did some 
quick calculations in his head before emitting out a rapid volley of 
commands. “Attention! When I say jump, everyone on this ship is 
commanded to jump as far as they can to our sister ship over there.” He 
pointed toward the ally ship twenty yards away.
“But that’s twenty yards!” the navigator protested. “No one can jump twenty yards!”
“Jump!” Shard exclaimed.
“But that’s twenty yards!”
“You’re starting to repeat yourself.”
“Twenty yards!”
“Blaze, give me a hand here, will you?”
“My pleasure.” 
Blaze walked up to the navigator, picked him up with one hand, and threw
 him into the air. A few seconds later he belly flopped onto the deck of
 the ally ship. The crew were stunned. Murmuring erupted across the 
ship.
“Did you see that?!”
“I sure did. The commander just threw that guy twenty yards!”
“With one hand, too!”
“You guys don’t 
know what you’re talking about. He didn’t throw him twenty yards, he 
threw him twenty meters. Get your facts straight.”
“Is a meter more or less than a yard?”
“I don’t know. But I know they can’t be the same thing.”
“Attention!” Shard yelled. The murmuring stopped. “Blaze was able to throw the navigator twenty yards—“
“Meters!” someone shouted.”
“Whatever, twenty 
METERS. This was because decreased gravity caused by the nearby moon. 
You can easily jump twenty meters to our ally ship. Or you can stay here
 to get smashed by paradox rogues. The choice is yours.”
Everyone chose to 
jump. One by one the crewmembers leapt from their sinking ship to their 
allies ship twenty yar—I mean meters, away.
            Meanwhile, the on the other ship, its commander, Sir Seton was planning their attack strategy. 
“So, if we encounter any hostiles we should go into maneuver alpha uber centuri,” Seton said.
“How does that maneuver work?” the first mate asked.
“I don’t know, but it sure does sound cool.”
At that moment a deckhand barged in shouting “Sir! Sir! It’s raining people!!!”
“Don’t talk nonsense, what do you mean it’s raining people?”
"I just happened to look up and I saw a navigator falling from nearly 20 meters in the air."
“Yeah right, let me see.”
Seton walked out of the cabin onto deck.
“See? No raining people.”
At that moment the navigator that had been tossed by Blaze face planted onto the deck.
Seton fainted.
Back on the sinking ship…
“The enemy is boarding! Has everyone evacuated?” Blaze shouted.
“There are still ten more crewmembers left.”
“You and I should hold off the enemy while the rest escape.”
Shard and Blaze silently made their way to the point that the enemies were boarding.
“You charge in the front and keep them distracted while I sneak around to the back,” Shard whispered.
“You always get to do the sneaking! One about you try being the distraction for once? It’s not as easy as it looks.”
“Yeah, but it’s 
easier for you cause you can shoot fireballs from your hands. Plus, fire
 isn’t a very good sneaky weapon. My bow is.”
“What do you mean it isn’t a good ‘sneaky weapon?’ If you ask me it—”
At that moment 
they felt something metal pressing against the back of their heads. It 
was a pair of metallic, green and purple, laser shooting dinosaur arms.”
“Now what do we have here? Are you guys arguing? Arguing is bad, and bad things have to be taken care of. Heh heh heh.”
“Before I brutally
 cause your upper body to be completely and painfully blown apart, I 
want you to know that this shouldn’t stop us from being friends,” Barney
 reassured. “We should all be friends,” he said in a monotone.
“You’re right,” 
Blaze agreed. “In fact, we’re such good friends that I could give you a 
nice warm hug.” At that moment he rolled backwards between the 
BarneyBot’s legs, wrapped his arms around its neck, and then set 
unleashed flames from his hands. At the same moment Shard pulled out his
 bow and started rummaged through his quiver for the right arrow.
“Normal arrow, fire, splinter, non-lethal, here we go, electric arrow,” he murmured to himself.
He fitted the 
arrow into his bow, quickly took aim, and imbedded the shaft into a gap 
in Barney’s armor where its arm connected to the torso. The BarneyBot 
gave Shard this look of “What? You seriously think that an arrow’s gonna
 hurt me? I’m a robot you dummy” before the electric arrow started 
emitting pulses of electricity, short circuiting the BarneyBot.
“Hey, watch it!!!”
 Blaze cried as the electric shocks zapping Barney also shocked him, 
since he was holding the BarneyBot in a chokehold.
“Sorry,” Shard replied.
The BarneyBot’s 
lasers had overheated due to Blaze’s fire hug, but it still madly swung 
its heavy metal arms in all directions, causing the two ninjas to back 
up.
“He’s blocking our
 escape! There’s no way to get past him so we can jump to the other 
ship,” Shard stated. A splintering sound was heard from the belly of the
 ship, and the mast fell into the sea.
“This ship’s going
 down, we have to get off it somehow,” Blaze replied. He looked up at 
the towering metal ramming ship. “I’m afraid that’s our only option.”
“Let’s do this then,” Shard said.
They leapt into the air and let the decreased gravity carry them to the top of the ramming ship.
With a mighty 
groan, their old vessel slit in half and was consumed by the sea. The 
BarneyBot, who hadn’t made it off the ship, screamed “BUT I CAN’T 
SWIM!!!” before being engulfed by the hungry sea as well.
The two brothers dropped down into the shadows of the massive ramming ship and crept along.
“So what’s the plan?” Shard asked.
“I don’t know, why would I have a plan?” Blaze retorted.
“I’m not actually 
asking you, none of your plans are ever good; this is just a rhetorical 
question I’m asking so you can’t complain that you never get to make the
 plan.”
“I never complain that I don’t make the plan,” Blaze objected.
“You did last week.”
“That was because you didn’t even tell me the plan.”
“I DID tell you, but YOU weren’t paying attention.”
‘What do you mean I wasn’t—”
At that moment a squad of Paradox Rogues surrounded them.
At that moment a squad of Paradox Rogues surrounded them.
“Now look what you’ve done! All your yelling alerted the enemies to our presence!” Shard yelled.
“What do you mean MY yelling? You’re the one yelling!”
“Yeah, but you’re the one yelling the loudest.”
Blaze couldn’t 
think of a reply to this, because he HAD been shouting the loudest, so 
instead he vented his anger by smashing paradox rogues. He drew his 
broadsword from a sheath on his back, and held it facing the paradox 
rogues.
“This is why they 
call me the Ninja of Lava!” he screamed, as two tendrils of fire snaked 
their way up the sides of his sword and created a burst of flame as the 
met at the tip. He then spun his flaming sword and stabbed it into the 
floor of the ship. Flames traveled from behind him and quickly made a 
ring of fire around the frightened paradox rogues.
“Seriously Blaze, that’s just fire, not lava. Any old fire ninja/wizard could do that.”
“Yes, but there’s no dirt around here (other than that which your brains are made of) so I have nothing to turn into lava!”
“So then next time don’t say anything.”
As the ninjas 
continued arguing, the paradox rogues sat huddled in the middle of the 
ring of fire with their eyes closed, begging their captors not to smash 
them. However, they soon realized that their captors weren’t even 
listening to their pleas, so instead they drew their weapons and 
charged.
“Look out!” Shard exclaimed.
Blaze turned 
around, pointed his sword at one of them, and smashed it with a bolt of 
fire. Two more fell from well-placed arrows from Shard. There were to 
left, one of which Blaze dispatched with a swing of his fiery sword. 
Shard fired an arrow toward the last one just as Blaze moved in to smash
 it via sword. The result was that the arrow missed the paradox rogue 
and was two inches away from piercing Blaze’s neck. Blaze turned away 
from the rogue and looked at shard with fiery hate, before outstretching
 his hand and causing Shard’s bow to burst into flames.
“First you shock me, then you nearly impale me! What’s wrong with you?” Blaze exclaimed.
“You moved in the way of my shot! And now how am I going to defend myself? I’m probably going to die because of you!”
The Paradox Rogue thought to himself “Now would be a good time to make my escape,” and crawled away whilst the brothers argued.
‘You still have your shurikens,” Blaze said.
“Yeah, but the bow
 got much greater accuracy and range. I only keep the shurikens because 
they can be easily hidden in your sleeve. But if I didn’t have those I’d
 be dead.”
Suddenly an alarm 
started blaring on the ship. The rogue that had escape had alerted the 
ship to their presence. In moments they were surrounded by hundreds of 
enemies. Blaze drew his sword, but instantly a net enveloped him from 
behind. A BarneyBot stood there with a net launcher in his hand. Shard 
was alerted to the presence of the BarneyBot by Blaze’s fate, and he 
quickly leapt to the side before the net could restrain him. However, 
when he jumped he did not calculate the decreased gravity and he slammed
 right into a metal wall. Shard heard something crack, and then felt 
agonizing pain rushing at his leg. He looked down and saw his knee was 
bent—in the wrong direction. The pain and shock immediately caused Shard
 to black out.
***
“Tell me exactly what happened!” Sir Seton shouted at the navigator from Shard and Blaze’s ship.
“Of course Commander Seton. Well first, Commander Shard said that we were supposed to jump 
twenty yards, but it was really twenty meters, but obviously no one can 
jump twenty meters so I said—”
“Just get to the point already!” Seton cried in exasperation.
“Well we all the crew escaped unharmed while the commanders covered our retreat.”
“Did the commanders escape?”
“Well, no, I guess not…?”
“Then not all of the crew escaped!!!”
“Well technically,
 according regulation 7.63 the term “crew” does not refer to the 
commander. Hmm, regulation 7.93 says that only one commander is to be in
 charge of a ship at a time, I’ll and the duel commandership of 
Commander Shard and Commander Blaze is a strict violation which would 
mean—”
“I want all the 
crew who are not currently working a necessary job to report on deck,” 
Seton interrupted. Once they had lined up, he ordered “I want lookouts 
posted to keep an eye out for them in case they escaped and are stranded
 in the water, and I want the rest of you to prepare boarding parties. 
If what Mr. Regulations here says is correct and they were surrounded by
 four BarneyBots and one hundred Rogues, then chance that they excaped 
is not likely.
Shard opened his 
eyes. The first thing he noticed was that he had a headache so bad it 
felt like someone had detonated a flash bang inside of it. The second 
thing he noticed was that his leg was throbbing painfully as if the 
blood running through his leg was on fire. The third thing he noticed 
was that trying to move his leg was a very bad idea.
“aaaaaaah!” He 
moaned softly as the excruciating pain flooded his body. He faintly 
heard Blaze’s voice saying “Are you okay?” and he opened his eyes. And 
the fourth thing he noticed was that he was lying on the cold, hard, 
metal floor of prison cell 17 in teh dude’s ramming ship. Shard closed 
his eyes and tried to concentrate on anything but the pain. Blaze 
grimaced just at the thought of the pain Shard must have been feeling, 
and wished for the millionth time that day that the paradox rogues 
hadn’t taken his backpack with all his healing kits. Blaze slammed his 
fist into the metal wall in rage and screamed at the guard
“You have to get Shard some healing supplies! You hear me!!! I’ll smash you if you don’t!!!”
“No, I don’t, and there’s no way you’re gonna smash me from in there,” the guard replied, yawning.
Blaze was going to shout something back, but then he had another idea.
“Oh yeah? You think I can’t smash you from here?” Blaze challenged
“Of course you 
can’t, you in jail.” The guard leaned against the wall opposite their 
cell. Blaze smiled, and started heating up the air in the room.
“Wha-what are you doing?” the guard asked, surprised. “I’m telling my officer.”
“You are not 
telling anyone!!!” Blaze shouted. He focused more intently on the heat 
and flames erupted around the guard. “For I am a mythran! Tremble before
 my might! I could easily break out of this cell, I just stay here 
because I like it here! So go get my backpack before your existence is 
ended!!!” The guard shrieked as the flames erupted higher around him.
“Oh yeah, and I 
have x-ray vision so if you try to tell your commander, I’ll know. In 
fact, I can also read your mind if you even THINK of telling him, I’ll 
know.” The guard nodded his head and fled the room. The moment he left, 
Blaze collapsed onto the floor.
“Wasn’t sure how long I could keep that up,” he panted.
Seconds later, the
 guard returned with Blaze’s backpack and Blaze gave a Shard a healing 
potion. Minutes later, the pain in Shard’s leg had dulled, and he was 
feeling good enough to pull out some shurikens he had stowed in his 
cloak and break out of the cell, thanks to the guard who willingly 
handed over the keys to the cell. The two brothers moved along as fast 
as Shard’s leg would allow down a long metal hall studded with numerous 
metal doors. Although the pain in Shard’s leg had decreased, it had by 
no means disappeared. Suddenly, they heard footsteps.
“Quick, into one 
of these rooms,” Shard said, pulling open a door and limping inside. 500
 faces turned to stare at him. He had unknowingly walked into the 
cafeteria.
“Wrong door.” Shard slammed the door shut and everyone continued eating.
“Quickly, let’s 
try this one,” Blaze said, pulling open another door. This revealed a 
dark room with no one inside. “Perfect, in here.”
They tumbled into 
the room. They heard footsteps growing louder. They waited tentatively, 
both holding their breath in case whoever was outside should somehow 
hear them. After a couple of seconds, all was silent, and they exhaled 
loudly and reached for the door handle. At that moment, the door opened 
form the outside. Teh dude and a BarneyBot walked in. Shard and Blaze 
stood petrified, but the door opened toward them and sandwiched them 
between it and the wall which meant the dude was unable to see them and 
he walked past through the door. The door swung shut behind teh dude and
 the BarneyBot, leaving the brothers standing shocked, right behind teh 
dude. Miraculously, neither teh dude nor the BarneyBot turned around. 
The ninjas slowly inched the door open and started to sneak out, but 
froze when they heard what the dude was saying.
“so den wi 
acdivate dah cloakin divice so dat wi is competly inisble! an den wi 
smash keeng matis ship wid us ship an we smash dem!!!”
“That’s right 
boss, our ship can reach speeds of up to one hundred and sixty miles per
 hour using our Cyton Plasma power generator, and our armor is easily 
strong enough to withstand the impact of our ship with King Mathias’ 
ship. Don’t you feel so happy inside?”
Shard and Blaze felt anything but happy.
“We have to stop them somehow!” Shard whispered
“Cyton Plasma 
generators can reach tremendous speeds but are very volatile,” Blaze 
whispered back. “If I could reach the generator I could—”
“Intrudah 
ulurt!!!” teh dude screamed at the top of his lungs. Teh dude and Barney
 had just realized that there were two people standing behind them. The 
BarneyBot immediately unfolded a pair of gatling guns out of his arms 
and opened fire. The ninjas did a bunch of flips and stuff and jumped 
out of the way.
“You get to the generator, I’ll draw their fire,” Shard panted.
“But you’ve got a broken leg! And there’s got to be hundreds of paradox rogues on this ship.”
“That’s why you 
have to go, I’d never make it to the generator in time with this leg. 
Don’t worry, with the decreased gravity I won’t have to put all that 
much weight on in. And I’m Shard, I could easily take out a hundred 
Rogues broken leg or no broken leg.”
“Yes, but—“
“Besides, you’re 
the one with the fire powers, you will be able to detonate the 
generator.” Shard paused, and said with a small smile “we’ll get to see 
how much of a sneaky weapon fire is.”
Blaze smiled and 
said “this is it then.” They looked at each other and with a single look
 conveyed much more than words ever could. Then they parted ways. As 
Blaze ran ahead, Shard delayed long enough so that the following Paradox
 Rogues could catch sight of him, before he used the decreased gravity 
to push off from the ground and floor across the hall. He continued this
 until he emerged on the deck of the ship. In seconds, he was surrounded
 by Paradox Rogues and BarneyBots. They rushed toward him, and he waited
 until they were so close they could have chopped of his head (which 
they did try to do) before fling his arms open and hurling shurikens in 
all directions. He then proceeded to do ½ of a flip, land on his hands 
on top of a BarneyBot’s head, and shoot himself skyward just as they 
fired their weapons at him and hit the BarneyBot instead. He slowly 
descended while picking of paradox rogues with his “explodikens” —an 
invention where he strapped a detonator on the side of a shuriken with 
some weights on the other side to balance it for throwing. One of the 
BarneyBots leaped into the air as well and grabbed him with its metal 
fist. It lowly increased the pressure, intending to squeeze Shard to the
 point of smash. Shard felt a wave of panic because his arms were 
trapped to his sides.
“No way am I going
 to die this way,” Shard said. “That’s got to be the most disgraceful 
way to go, squeezed to the point of smash by a metal version of a cloth 
purple and green dinosaur. I’ve always wanted my last words to be in 
olde speech anyway.” He managed to wriggle an “electroken” out of his 
sleeve and imbed it into the BarneyBot’s fist. Its arm short circuited, 
and Shard dropped free of its grasp. This continued for some time, with 
Shard jumping a flipping across the deck of the ship, taking down many 
paradox rogues. But more kept just as fast as he took them out. Faster 
than he took them out, actually. No more BarneyBots emerged, but he had 
only taken out two of the three, and one of them had been defeated just 
through luck. Shard looked down at his watch, but then realized that he 
didn’t have a watch.
“Whatever, Blaze, has probably made it to the generator by now.”
Blaze had made to 
the generator, in fact, and was using one hand to bath the generator in 
flames to overheat it, while using the other to blast the paradox rogues
 advanced through door to the generator room. The door only allowed one 
of two to enter at a time, preventing them from drowning Blaze from 
sheer number, but still continued to advance through the doorway almost 
as fast as Blaze shot them down. I say almost because Blaze was making 
some headway and was smashing them faster than they could enter. At 
least, until a BarneyBot blasted an opening in the wall, allowing many 
more Rogues to enter at a time.
***
By now, Shard had 
run out of shurikens, and was leaping from one place to another, letting
 them shoot each other as they tried to shoot him.
***
Rogue archers 
lined up and began firing arrows at blaze. Even while using one hand to 
heat of the generator, Blaze used his free hand to blast the arrows out 
of the air before they could hit him.
***
Shard leapt in 
front of a Rogue, grabbed his bow, and proceed to fire arrows at the 
others. They rushed at him and Shard flipped out of the way. However, as
 he jumped into the air the last BarneyBot swung its metal arm at him 
and managed to slam the back of its hand into Shard’s leg. His broken 
leg. A sickening snap was heard across the deck as Shard screamed in 
unbearable pain and dropped to the ground.
***
Blaze blasted 
arrow out of arrow from the air. But one flew past his ninja flames and 
buried itself in Blaze’s chest. He gasped and all flames ceased.
***
Though it took 
every bit of willpower he had, Shard lifted himself to his feet and 
imbedded an arrow into the back of the BarneyBot. The BarneyBot’s eyes 
flickered and it fell to the ground. At that moment shadowed figure 
walked up, knocked the bow out of Shard’s hand and kicked Shard to the 
ground.
***
Blaze was in agony, but, gathering all his energy, he placed both his hands onto the generator and unleashed a stream of fire.
***
Shard knelt on the
 deck of the ship with his head down as the figure marched over. It 
pointed a sword at Shard’s head and said in horrific grammar capable 
only by one person
“id’s oveh.”
Shard looked up and teh dude was startled to see that he was smiling.
“Yes,” Shard replied. “It is over—oh wait, I wanted my last words to be in olde speech.”
At that moment the generator reached overload.
***
Seton stood at the
 head of his ship, scanning the surrounding mist for any activity. Ahead
 of him, he saw the mist parting and furrows in the water even though 
there was nothing there.
“Everyone to the battle stations, something isn’t right here.”
As he continued 
studying the anomaly, he heard a boom, and saw some flashes of light and
 explosions come from the seemingly empty air. Then for brief moment, as
 the cloaking devise was destroyed, a behemoth of a ship appeared in the
 water twenty yards (or meters, or whatever) in front of them.”
“whoa,” Seton said, too shocked to faint.
“That’s the ship that attacked us,” Shard and Blaze’s navigator commented. “The commanders are sure to be held prisoner there.”
But they didn’t 
have time to consider any possibility of rescue, because there was a 
brief moment where nothing seemed to happen before flames burst from 
inside the ship, sending a shockwave of deafening sound and blinding 
debris in all directions. Nothing was left.
***
An orb of red 
energy slowly lowered itself to the ground a few miles away from the 
battle site. The sphere disappeared and teh dude was left standing 
there.
“mi powehs ar wiek i musd have mi sord bak” teh dude said to himself. “But onse i’s haves it dah nites shal be doomed!!!!
******
Fifteen years later Yuggnith stared across a worn oak table at an innkeeper named Sacul. He said four words
“They are no more.”
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