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Basic Thaumaturgy for the Emotionally Incompetent
Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.
by Daniel Newwyn
He can't conjure grief, can barely levitate a pebble, and once submitted a stanza instead of a spell schematic.
Meet Fabrisse Kestovar: aspiring thaumaturge rock collector, confirmed pastry enthusiast, and perhaps the least emotionally competent student in the Order's seven-hundred-year history.
Which makes it all the more confusing when an ancient magical relic suddenly wakes up after forty-seven years of silence, launches itself across a holy sanctum, and crashes into his face.
Now bonded to a forgotten epochal calibration system buried beneath layers of ritual and myth, Fabrisse gains access to the PRAXIS NODE, a long-dormant, possibly AI-driven interface that delivers cryptic quests, sarcastic prompts, and calibration objectives measured in light-years. He has a Legacy Token, no combat thresholds, and a growing collection of useless rocks the system insists are 'historically significant.'
He's also the only one who can see any of it.
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