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Wizard Enough
To the right eyes, he is wizard. He walks in search of enlightenment unknown, carrying a staff of wood from an unknown tree. In a small pouch he carries a pair of demons. One sings to him secrets of the living and the dead, the other waits to reach out and call to others through the air.
A hound hears him walking and brays. Another joins the chorus. As they run toward him he pauses, raises a hand and utters a word. The hounds stop in their tracks.
The word is simply "Stay!" but it worked, which is magic enough.
A hound hears him walking and brays. Another joins the chorus. As they run toward him he pauses, raises a hand and utters a word. The hounds stop in their tracks.
The word is simply "Stay!" but it worked, which is magic enough.