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This crystal is transparent, like a frozen wind, its edges shimmer like morning mist. In its depths is hidden the magic of the sky, calling for freedom of the airy Glarungs, born from hurricanes and the whisper of clouds. With each lunar cycle, it accumulates power and sends its call to the highest layers of the atmosphere, where the Glarungs, the guardians of the sky, drift. Their light silhouettes catch the call, and with each gust of wind they are closer, ready to descend and serve those who own this rare artifact.