A wizard is never late, nor are they early, they arrive precisely when they mean to.
I should have realized. I mean, I do wield a little wand, chant my stitch count, and utter strange curses in a dead language. Then, bam, a sweater appears.
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A wizard is never late, nor are they early, they arrive precisely when they mean to.
I should have realized. I mean, I do wield a little wand, chant my stitch count, and utter strange curses in a dead language. Then, bam, a sweater appears.