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The night was dark.
The air was cold.
Her heart was bitter.
Lightning Dust never recovered from her failures.
They say she went insane.
Her heart corrupted by anger.
On dark nights the thunder cries out for her.
Lightning bends to her will.
She's no longer one of us.
She's become one with the storm.
She has become...Black Lightning.

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