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It was there where I came across the wandering muse named Lunatik who is notorious for getting lost between inspirations. She sat by the roadside, mumbling something about forgotten verses. I did a crystallomancy reading using a Stardrop, Fire Stone, and an Amethyst. - The Stardrop showed a falling line of light perhaps for a loss of inspiration. - The Fire stone started burning embers beneath a still rock which revealed creativity waiting to ignite. - My Amethyst displayed a soft violet halo clarity; something is returning soon. I told Lunatik that her creativity was not gone; it was just waiting for the right spark. She left smiling, already muttering new lines of poetry. | |