User:Piphi/Sandbox
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Welcome to the sandbox, a location to test your newfound wiki-editing abilities.
Please note that all contributions here may be deleted periodically and without warning.

About Me
My main project on the AoPS wiki is a list of all the AoPS admins, everyone is welcome to add more admins to the list by clicking here. I also added most of the info in the Reaper Archives.
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John Smith | 1.85 |
Ian Ray | 1.89 |
Zachary Bianchi | 1.72 |
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The landscape changed as time went on: flowing, twisting, corrupting. The dull sheen of tainted metal shining through everywhere.
In the trees, roots, animals, and even the mountainous valleys that had always been an oasis of difference.
Still, our dragon continued, untainted and resolute, soaring above.
There would be a home yet, a sanctuary, a place for all those not given in to this singular invading force that was misshaping the world.
from The Chronicles of the Pale Moon, 66:1