Mystical Favour Baby's Breath The scents of citrus and

The scents of citrus and honeysuckle drift through the greystone workshop bounded only by pink-limned green pentagonal lines of energy on the cold floor

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Mystical Favour Baby's Breath The scents of citrus andThe potion sloshed readily around its flat bottomed bottle, a sparkly pink and purple. The colours mixed constantly but always separated again. She pulled the cork and the faint pop was followed by a bubbling hiss. Tiny sparkles danced from the mouth of the bottle. The liquid continued to surge around. She took a breath and swallowed the potion in one, barely tasting the hops and rosewater flavour. Warmth spread from her chest. Her shoulders relaxed