Two figures wearing dark garments stood in a dark room near the back of the academy. "Why did you summon me Jones!," whispered one of the men angrily.
"Powerful new auroras will be arriving soon," Jones replied calmly.
"What!," shouted the other, "what types are they?"
"Fire, water, earth, animorph, and mind," Jones confided.
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Auroras
Fantasythis is absolute trash that me and my sister wrote over the course of two summers.
