Mar 9, 2014
"Just a little more," Wally muttered to himself, carefully adding liquid nightshade to a boiling cauldron. Three drops was the difference between life and death in this potion. "There," he said, tilting his hand upward to stop the flow. "Now, where did I put the powdered dragon claw?" he said, casting around for the measured ingredient. The dungeons were quiet on an afternoon as sunny as this one. None of the other students were crazy enough to work on potions homework today.