((Alright, here goes

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SKYLUX:
Skylux stood up, swaying slightly in the post-dimensional breeze, watching as the colors danced and twisted in front of him until they settled into their respective hues. He looked around the dim tavern, taking in the shattered tables, the hunched figures and the smell of disgruntled yeast: It was definitely not the kind of place he'd hoped to end up.
((Bah, two sentences isn't enough. Sorry.
EDIT: Changed it to a colon. Technically, it's now only two sentences. Woot for creative punctuation!

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