SerafinaF

Forever the shame of the magik academy. In a world where the supernatural flow of magik is as common as the air to breathe, she is talentless and hopelessly lacking in ability---that is until a Demon’s ancient text falls into her hands.

With the aid of a strange group of friends, they venture out attempting to decipher its contents.

Before they realize it, the world as they know it has begun to suffer from demonic assaults with death as the only release from the chaos. 

It’s a race against the clock and the sands of time are running out.

Can they decipher the forbidden secrets in time or will they be doomed to join the immortal army of perdition in the afterlife?

The Disabled Mage at the Topaz Academy of Magikal Arts

She began leading the group with that extremely embarrassing chant that they had used back at Topaz.

WARRIOR QUEEN!  WARRIOR QUEEN!  WARRIOR QUEEN!

WARRIOR QUEEN!  WARRIOR QUEEN!  WARRIOR QUEEN!

Amidst all the mental roaring and chanting of that embarrassing chant, I spoke a single word.

"AlahPeanutButterSandwiches!"

As I spoke the Command Word, I focused on the sound of the word itself, leaving out its inherent human-constructed meaning.

Then I wove into the sounds and syllables, all the goodwill and love I had for Maggie and Tarzan and all the Apes  I had ever worked with.

Around that word and intense emotion that I had for the apes in my care, I infused it with every ounce of magikal energy I could muster.

PeanutButterSandwiches Love Command