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Of course
I’ve got my rose-colored glasses on–
not having running water
sounds like it sucks.
The tree folk probably
didn’t go to sleep happy they found water that day,
they probably went to bed afraid they wouldn’t find any the next day.
Too bad they’re not all witches
who can draw runes
or speak spells
and get water out of the air,
or take over a group of people
to draw your baths for you.
Wow, are we still on the baths thing?
I mean,
I wouldn’t mind
another rose-scented soak
to clear up my mind so I could think.
But too bad they weren’t witches,
that would’ve been convenient for them,
though they weren’t for good reason;
I didn’t teach the tree folk magic
because I knew
they’d rebel
and the only thing worse
than a riot
is a riot full of
angry people who know magic.
Or, well, I’m sure there’s
plenty of things a riot could acquire to rise
to worse levels,
but wielding magic
ranks pretty high on the list.
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Jordyn Saelor 