Walking down the street one day, I met a

Walking down the street one day, I met a total stranger. I asked him 'what he wanted to be', and he said, "Stranger! Danger!"

I blinked and told him there was nothing to worry about, but he flailed his arms at me and staggered away as if I had the plague or something. I reached a hand out, hesitantly

and only then noticed the red-tinged rash sprouting on my hand and arm. "My god," I mumbled, "Perhaps I DO have the plague!" Meanwhile, the man turned and ran away as fast as he

He quickly looked around for Elric, the sage, he knew that he would help him. He turned a corner just in time to see Elric be surrounded by a white haze and vanish. "Oh no" he said

How would he complete the quest when the Sage, Elric, disappeared in a flash smoke? Oh wait, is that a trap-door? "Elric are you down there?" (Go away!)

"Elrich???!" Shrieked the wizard's mother from the other side of the trap door. The Mage looked at Elric, "WTF Dude? Is she always like that?" The Wizard flopped on the bean bag, "

Try living with her." The mage could only look on in horror as the wizards mother spent three hours chastising her son about dirty socks. By then they were late for

sock practice, one of the most coveted events at wizard school, the initiation ceremony that separated the wheat from the chaff. The mage watched the sock practice, then slowly

Wrote down instructions for the students, continuing a book begun in 2012. Four years later, it was almost full. It included notes on the margins, in his spidery handwriting. There