"Master, you must help me! You see, it is a problem of the...er..."
"Yes, child, I know, I see all. I can see that you have had, shall we say 'problems' in that particular area all your life...unfortunately..."

"Yes, but what does that mean, Master?"
"I truly regret to tell you this but..."

"No! But there must be something I can do!"
"Yes. To overcome your natural ineptness, you shall need a preparation of powerful herbes, mixed such that their alchemy, and the chymistry, shall empower you, and fortify your body, and your bones, and your mind, such that you will be at least ten times the man you were. And you shall become..."

"Your new powers are not infinite, like that of a true master, fast and strong. They must be renewed, periodicly every so often with the rising of the moon. This renewal must take place at the font of all that is good, and magic. And this font shall be located in a building that is vast, whose rafters will shake with your arrival, trembling at your might."
"Where might such a bizarre and wondrous place be located?"
"Come, I shall show you the way."

It has changed my area for the good! Periodically!
ReplyDelete! A nonstandard David-voice! Intriguing.
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