The wizard was a connoisseur of the tools of his trade and only used the best. His staff was carved from the green wood of the Elves’ sacred Heart Tree. His ring was forged from the Dwarves’ magic ores. He placed his faith in his gear, and it hadn’t disappointed him.
When he began a duel with a hedge witch, clothed in rags and carrying a simple walking stick, he thought it was be no contest.
After she bested him, she healed him with a smug grin. “Magic doesn’t come from your paraphernalia,” she said. “It comes from your heart.”

“Magic” by Bohman is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

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