Moonlight and Magic
Moonlight and Magic Jesse sighed and leaned back in her creaky wooden chair. She wanted to rub her eyes, but until she washed the remains of the potion off, she didn't dare. Twenty small, tightly sealed vials sat on the scarred table before her. The other tools - a black cauldron, the small brazier with now-cool coals, various bottles and vials containing other spell components - were scattered around the table. She knew she should put everything away. She cringed inside at what her...