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I have been, shall we say, inducted into a new position at work not unlike an arcane sanctum one would find in many a fantasy tale. This new position actually has its own separate building inside the main store, further lending it credence of being sacred and forbidden ground to the uninitiated. I would not have been surprised in the least if the walls miraculously converted to castle stone with torches lining the walls and symbols on the floor and all around when the door to the outside world was shut.

On Monday, my initiation day as it were, I was a mere chore boy, running small errands for the practicing masters who deigned to let me watch them at their craft. Today I progressed to something akin to a practicing apprentice, not to be left alone but watched over and guided in a time when even if I were to make a misstep the results would not be catastrophic because a master is always at my side, guiding me in the arcane ways. Tomorrow it seems I will step further, working the mysterious ways in a more dangerous time, side by side with a master almost as equals. It shall be glorious and dangerous together, I feel I will be tested to the edges of my abilities and learn to stretch beyond them or be lost to the madness of failure.

But for now I must rest, for while I survived the day it has taken a heavy toll, my weary shoulders and troubled mind must be allowed to rest before the rigors of tomorrow.


In Nomine Patris, et Filius, et Spiritus Sancti