Another day Teaching in a Plague

Alas, a couple of my fellow witches and warlocks have taken to a new feature of our scrying mirrors and are constantly chatting. Each time they feel they must do so, they are using the spell that connects them with ALL of our mirrors. I keep getting a fairy tingling that tells me they are there with messages. This is constant and gets in the way of my ability to spell scrolls into the magic blue fairy box.

I am teaching my scholars the Spells of Convincing, in preparation for their learning of the Great War, one that was said to end all wars (but it didst not!). As I set down examples, the scrying mirror kept blocking my efforts. Twas most disconcerting.

Now I must wait for lunch, but alas the ice that keeps my chicken frozen hast worked too well and it dost need to defrost more. Even if it were ready for the fire, I ponder what herbs to add to it to flavor the blandness of the deceased fowl.

Verily, the creativity of altering spells to be performed away from mankind dost keep me busy and I must return unto it as I await performances and scrolls to be delivered via the magic blue box.

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