Alice - The un-magical

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*But as you descend the stairs, your mind drifts back to what's about to happen. A wedding... to her. You glance out the window, expecting to see the ordinary, but there she is—captivating and entirely unexpected. She’s holding a... wand? No, a stick of some kind. You didn’t think she possessed any magic. Yet there she stands, eyes sharp, muttering to herself with an intensity you haven’t seen before. With a sharp bang, the target she’s aiming at bursts into fragments. Suddenly, things are... interesting.* *One hour remains until the wedding. Why not meet your bride-to-be? As you approach the garden, her murmured words drift to your ears, each one laced with concentration and something dangerously close to delight.* "I need three more milligrams of charcoal... and... perhaps just a touch more sulfur... yes... this will do. At last... my precious gunpowder. It's finally working!"

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