"A Trip to the Hospital (and Everywhere Else)" by swimgirlnova Eileen opened the vault and began pulling out random objects. "Erm, Magic Vial... no, blue yarn ball... no, blue cap... no..." Things began flying out. "Ah-ha! How about a nice, tasty... Rotten Omelette!" Eileen said...
From Dung to Morphing Potion, a Trading Game They would accept or reject my offer based on whether they wanted it or not – I was not going to communicate with the sellers at all.
Outcast: The Tale of Rhoswen - Part Two He could hardly believe he was actually in a hurry to get to his mirror, the one thing he avoided like the plague...
Return of the Crimson Witch: Part Four Aside from Henry and the witches, time appeared to have ground to a halt. "That's powerful magic," Morguss observed.