Getting used to existing as — near as he could figure — a ghost, was odd at first for the Scottish mage. A jovial man, he missed the excitement of being part of and even instigating high drama in the human condition; since his transformation, the energy needed to work his will on the physical realm was exhausting. Continue reading
Scottish
Disappeared 21
“So this is it, The Scholarism’s Spell for transference to and from the hidden dimension,” a man in a slouch hat and thick leather coat said as he spun the dusty leather book half way around to a woman in a black watch cap and matching wool turtleneck. Continue reading