was a wizard's tower, without a doubt. It was made of stone, very high, with strangely elongated windows, peaked roof and blue. Clearly it was a tower of sorcery.
The sign at the entrance that said "N-MR graduated Sorcerer" also influenced ; for a bit.
& nStaba literally immersed in their books while devouring knowledge.
His appearance was that you could expect from a wizard, advanced age, an unkempt beard, you ; unique ragged red and blue, old and worn glasses, balding and a totally chaotic mind, generally to be consistent with their appearance. Certainly, that used to be the appearance of all those engaged in that trade, not because they had all the same personality, but rather because a supernatural force, forced to do so. CHT
MLXC searched in their books with a new spell that missed practice or a potion to help him pass the time . After long search, found something he deeply struck, it was an interesting approach, and its ingredients were readily available. He rose from the mountain of books on which it was and went to work.In less than ten minutes, room &; Iacute; to put together all the ingredients that had required the pocióny and alchemy tools clean and ready to go. He filled a bucket with water and put it on fire.
in his head kept spinning the same subject, a potion was extremely easy, and if it was true what he said would give the recipe all the knowledge of the world, which at heart was the desire of all sorcerers. How, then, nobody used it? Why had not heard ofit except a few elderly people discouraged to use it?
The water began to boil, aided by some magic, and there was no time to continue thinking about it . The wizard began to pour the other ingredients in the order indicated.
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m & a few hoursamp; nbsp;Then, little by little, began to notice as he had knowledge that simply did not remember purchasing. Had appeared in his mind, nothing more.
After half an hour, his brain had more knowledge than an ordinary person could have met in your life. Just sat, entranced, and await the completion of acquiring all the knowledge of the world.
days passed. The sorcerer had long had in mind all knowledge, but was pulled in the same chair where he had dropped while that knowledge was gradually flooded.
-Me ... bored ... - he said slowly vacuum tower. Boredom was a new sensation to Ely was not liking anything, but could not solveRLO.
cursed in his mind the potion, which was later discovered why ; use whatever was not used often! The fun of being a sorcerer, to acquire knowledge was not to know everything, but the actual path taken, the learning and discovering things for yourself. Life was more fun with some uncertainty in it.
certainly could do things increase & amaba a field in which his vast knowledge was not fully complete.
He stared at the horizon, beyond the walls of his tower, wondering " What will the afterlife? ". And left to die.
