The hat's the only point allowed in these halls.
what is the FUCKING POINT then???
I believe you need a bit more stirring in your combination process. While the stripes may look nice in the cauldron, you'll get much more consistent results when the batch is a solid hue before firing. Good conjuration work besides, though.
When preparing to sell your tower to other prospective wizard buyers, remember to have your unseen servant sweep and mop daily to be ready for showings. Your familiar's fur builds up quicker than you think. While you may not be bothered by, or even prefer dusty corners and that spider by the back entrance that kills pest bugs for you in lieu of rent, others prefer to let their dust build up and choose their own multi-legged tenants.
I fixed it for you.
"Until they stop pursuing you." the hunter replied, the automatic reply coming out flat.
"They will never stop pursuing me. Please, let us just run and live together for as long as we can." the vampire pleaded.
The hunter stopped, closing a chest with a thump and turned to the vampire.
"We would always be looking over our shoulders. What kind of life would that be? We could trust no one." the hunter said coldly.
"Then we won't live around anyone." the vampire offered.
"That's not the problem. You just don't understand, but that's okay. You lived among them, but you haven't been the hunted before. Once they're all dead, it won't matter anyway. I'll see this through to the end." the hunter explained, then walked out the door.
"No, you don't understand. The end will be when you're gone, and I'm afraid you might be already." the vampire muttered forlornly to the empty doorway.
After a one-month long hunt, the vampire hunter returns home with a body full of hastily treated wounds and dark circles under the eyes. Yet, they are already preparing to embark on another hunt. Standing beside them, a vampire speaks up: "How long do you plan to live this way?"
This is low key describing the development of my life philosophy over the years. Like, in order and everything. Get out of my head.
"Well we're here now, so what do you think?"
"The script is all wrong. It's in a first era type when it should be second. The curvature of those lines make it ever so slightly oblong, and over here you can see where they corrected but you'll still have instability. I wish you hadn't brought me here."
"You're the only one I know that could tell me all that!"
"Yeah, and a picture would've been fine too. This thing could blow at any minute! I'm not equipped for demon hunting, especially the unbound sort this sloppy work will bring!"
"Shit."
"Shit, indeed."
"I feel like this is one of those things you should have told me earlier."
"So then why are you looking at me like that?"
"I'm trying my best."
Probably be around a while. Probably mostly do writing related stuff with some fantasy and sci-fi memeing here and there. It's been fun, getting back into writing.
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