“ ...for life is magic, magic is life, the left-over life we don't even notice we're living. ”
Never underestimate the ridiculous things that have been done in the name of religious-semantic obscurity.
~ Kate Griffin
There was almost a flicker of humanity in the man. The kind of human who pulled wings off flies as a kid, but still human.
When humans work, they frequently become unaware of their own body, their own senses, are surprised to find that their wrists ache or their backs are sore or their friend has left the building. It's as close to an out-of-body experience as can be achieved short of fifty volts, a circle of warding, a pigeon's claw cut from an albino female of purest white feathers, or a lot of mushrooms.
You know how it is -- you get older, you get wiser, you start to ask yourself 'is it any use being able to summon creatures of the nether deeps when I could be watching BBC 4?
