How can a Mushroom Mage be a healer?

Simple. She can’t.

“Marjorie! We could use some more mana ointment over here!”

The witch pulled her nose from her notes, adjusting the mushroom she used as a hat as she rummaged through her reserves. With as many as her arms could carry, she pushed past the curtain that separated her office from the rest of the medical tent. The water mage who had called her, ...

I hate apples.

It had only been half a year since everything happened, but it still felt like it was only yesterday that I was naively talking with with mother. Sitting by her hospital bed, smiling, looking up to her. It took one sentence to turn my whole life upside down, and she’d been the one to speak it.

It didn’t matter how many times I walked up and down the halls of the academy, I knew it w...