In a world where some people were born with magical gifts, there were plenty of others glad they escaped that fate because of the risks attached.
Others strived to mimic the magic they were born without, this alchemist being one of those.
At first, she had stuck to producing basic potions; some that healed, others that burned, and even the ones that poisoned.
By now, the subtle art of alchemy held no more secrets for her, and she had succeeded in brewing potions that allowed her to pretend she was an actual witch.
And if those didn't work... Well, there was always the mind control potion.
A/N: With the social distancing going on, I got really into Dragon Age Inquisition, and so this one is partly inspired by Dagna. I'm usually more of an elf person than a dwarf person, but she's just a cool character.
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Tiny Stories Part 2
Short StoryMy second collection of microfiction, sometimes dealing with the mundane, but mostly dealing with the magical. Unlike the first collection, the stories in this one are based on inktober prompts.
