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Irrita sat in complete scilence in full meditation she stood in the middle on the lake fully clothed. Her red eyes closed her hands resting upon the water. Ringlets of riples excaping from her hands,"Blue," she whispered and the riplests turned blue, "Red." The riplets turned red, and so she stood there her skin as pale as snow her silver hair glitening in the Moonlight.