Zosimos’ Desk: Grading Day (A Dangerous Tradition)
Every creator has a process.
Mine simply involves more sparks, scrolls, smoke, and questionable noises from the third drawer on the left.
Today is Grading Day, when I review my sketches, maps, character studies, and half-finished diagrams of magical wing physics.
Some pieces get a glowing rune of approval.
Others get a rune of “What Was I Thinking.”
A rare few get set on fire—intentionally or otherwise.
Spark appears in half of these drawings, mostly because he keeps climbing onto the desk and posing dramatically.
I keep explaining that grading requires quiet, focus, and stability, and he keeps ignoring all three.
Maps of the Realm of LIGHT are scattered everywhere. Don’t worry—none of them are accurate. Cartography becomes wonderfully unpredictable when the land itself occasionally rearranges its furniture.
So take a look.
These are the raw ingredients behind your adventure—ideas caught mid-thought, dreams half-drawn, and the occasional doodle that definitely wasn’t supposed to move on its own.
If you listen closely, you can even hear the magic humming between the pages.
But do not, under any circumstances, touch the quill. It bites.