 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
"Hi Professor Khanna." Brandon's voice was rather subdued, but he was here and he looked... less tired than he usually did these days. That was good... He made his way to a seat near the front of the class, observing the objects on his desk. He wouldn't have touched them anyways- but he had also read the board, and respected the instructions. "A lesson on dark magic security devices, I suppose? My sister gives me one of these every single year without fail. I have a lot of sneakoscopes by now." And they had actually come in handy sometimes. But no foe glasses, because they both had an aversion to mirrors.
Weren't the real things usually bigger, though? |