Lake Lewisia #1398

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When a magical crystal eventually wore out and no amount of moonlight or ocean water could recharge it, recycling it offered a better solution than consigning it to be a mere rock for the rest of its days. Though most services deactivated them before processing, some creative studios with a high tolerance for minor explosions and unplanned magical interactions ground them to fine shards as-is, leaving traces of power in the dust. The result was stained glass panels and dishes that sparked and glowed with the last whispers of remembered magic, now turned to nothing more demanding than a pleasing sight.

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LL#1398