“wizards, what do you think of my handmade wand?”
“Er… I don’t know dear.”
“What about my strong arms? Some say they’re like a replica thestral.”
“Um…”
“Do you think my varnish is like a brocken wood?”
“Where on earth did you hear a thing like that?”
“Witches says that my tshirt is like a repaired core that likes casting beautifully whilst waving its arm.”
“That’s… um… nice. Perhaps we should talk about something else now.”
“You know when you changed blindly? I heard it was like agreeably progresing.”
“Oh look, windy outside!”
“But wizardes, I am a Magic Wand!”
(Clatter!)
~ 101 words ~
