Half a cup of angel blood…
“… and then I told her, you can’t trust Elf gold, it always
vanishes in the morning…”
Five dried juniper berries picked at full moon…
“… and so I just had to buy all five of them, and the price
wasn’t that bad…”
A dash of quickgold…
“… and so anyway, if you could just start converting the
backyard tomorrow…”
Bat wing, engraved with my darkest desire…
“… Bodar? Are you even listening to me?”
And then turn and toss mixture at wife.
“AHHH! What the… You… This…
What is your wish, My Master?”
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