It was the final day of my training in the mystic arts. Family, friends, and elders from all around Mystica had come out to support this momentous day. I had been rather proud of my progress in the magic arts and was ready to demonstrate for the masses as my final trial. My day, however, was interrupted by a meddlesome rival named Helbreth...
Helbreth stood pinned to a Tangle Tree now. The masses had assembled around us in a tight circle. My final public test had changed: "Punish or Spare." I aimed my brother's hand-me-down brass wand...
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Kent Brindley
Smalltown guy from Southwest Michigan
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