Bradford was always a little late to rise until the sun dipped behind the horizon. Seeing the sunlight made him sad. He wondered what a warm summer day would feel like, jumping naked into the lake for a cooling swim. Maybe one day, he would be able to make that happen. Walking back over to the herbs he realized the cauldron had cooled. “Damn it. This is gonna take an hour to get going again.” He looked around and played back the steps Alexandre took to prepare the first round. “I need these herbs, this cauldron, these oils and blood. Oh no, did I need her blood or would any blood do? Well it’s too late to get hers. I hope mine works.” Bradford spoke the secret spell careful to annunciate the spell exactly how Alexandre had. The gentle green smoke begin to rise, looking at the spell objectively if he does the same things, in the same order, with the same ingredients, the spell should work, right? Bradford watched as bubbles started forming in the liquid, and the herbs started roll
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