Black Sun Ensemble - Lambent Flame (1988)
The crystalline blue elixir drizzled slowly onto the searingly hot black iron mirror, winding clouds of multicolored steam shooting up like gem-encrusted arms towards the necromancer's lean, scarred face. The portents boded ill, regardless of the medium, the method, he thought. He sighed and turned away from another failed experiment. Oh well, maybe Bewitched is on, he thought, smiling at image of the enticing Samantha avatar in his mind.
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