Theory: Truly powerful magic can't be destroyed by fire no matter how hot it is. The only thing that can destroy magic, is stronger magic.
"The ring flowed along with the course of the lava, meandering down from Mount Doom into the lands below until the lava cooled and hardened into a rocky mass.
"The ring flowed along with the course of the lava, meandering down from Mount Doom into the lands below until the lava cooled and hardened into a rocky mass.
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Mountains rose and the forces of wind and water wore them down as wind and water are apt to do. The land rumbled with tremors of the continents moving some away, and some toward places they had never been.
A lone figure travels across a barren wasteland of worn down lava rocks that are no longer recognizable as such, and is now merely dirt, rocks, and weeds with sagebrush sprouting everywhere
He reaches down to pluck it from the earth. "Snickt." The gold of the ring contrasts with the silvery color of adamantium as he inspects it.
"I should keep this," he says to himself. "Yes. I don't see why not."
No figure can be seen leaving. Just the tracks of boots in the grey dust make small puffs in the fading light.”
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