Conjurations 101

“Didst thou useth virgin parchment?” A frown skittered across his face.

“Hmmm. Wast thy seal placed afore ye lit the candles?” Eyes raised over spectacles “Repeat once more forthwith.”

“Alas here. No. I cannot foresee the problem. Ah yes of course” He clapped his hands with delight. “Merely the spelling – One L in Helion.”

He stopped at my desk, the last desk in the row. Scratched his head, pondering why the incantation had gone awry.

“The Candles?” He pointed and inhaled. “All form’d from the self same wax?”

I lowered my eyes. One was from Wilko’s the other two Ikea.


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