With the magic of the wizards disbursed through Mystica, the Darkness had an opening. A way to get into the world. But, it was so small. It was in its present st a te due to that meddling Dream Walker. Thinking of the girl, it remembered her scent. It was roses and rainbows, and pretty stuff. It tasted the air for her. Yes, yes she was here. Here on Mystica. She was here, and so close. The Darkness followed the scent and took the opportunity it seemed to have to enter her dreams.

it snuck in like a whisper on the wind. Yes, it would find a way to be free again.  Even if it had to use this girl to do so. It was limited in its power now,  it could wait and watch. As it planted seeds of doubt and fear it would grow. It would take over her dreams and dream magIc and devour Mystica. There were no wizards to stop it now.

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the remaining magic of the wizards having chased this phantom their whole lives sensed it's presence. They placed what magic had not been absorbed into the world onto the one item Miranda always wore, her purple robe. This way their magic would not be tainted.