That was...four planets. And so far none of them had killed themselves. Beverly still kept an eye on Mercury. Its happy-go-lucky orbiting was irritating her to the point of itching to knock it. Earth and Saturn were still in the sketchy movement stage, though the former was smoothing out. And mister sun was brilliant.

As for the last planet for today Beverly didn't really care what it turned out to be, because she was ready to nap. Maybe she'll find a nice windowsill to nap on? Great view and all. Sounded nice.

Gathering the ingredients necessary, she dragged herself to grind them in the mortar. After the very exhausting task, the third year cast the spell on the powder, all source of excitement gone. Mood swings weren't nice. Especially not when all she desired was a nap.

"Fingere Elementi," she cast. Planet done. Oooh. Okay. BRIGHT planet done.

Why was it so bright?

Beverly squinted her eyes at it? Huh. Bright planet was weird, but pretty. In it goes with all the others. Setting it inside the bright planet fell in jagged orbit. It was all sorts of crazy right now that Beverly couldn't even tell what planet it was.

The good news, though, she was done. And she could nap. Wait, no. Have some tea and biscuits and grab a blanket and a book and THEN nap. Ugh. Perfect evening there.

Closing the jar and cleaning her work station, Beverly gathered her stuff and slowly waddle/limped her way out.