I was sitting on a hill enjoying the scenery. A field of flowers laid below. The village was in the distance, and the castle looked like a speck from here. A man in a blue robe walked up the hill to me. “I have seen your dark magic, sorceress. Now, I will end it!”, he said. “Oh, I’m not a dark mage. I have that color of magic because I like the aesthetic.” He looked surprised. “But, you have a pet dragon…” “Not all dragons are bad. Also, it’s the size of a small dog.” “Oh, sorry.” He started to leave. “Wait”, I called out. He turned. “You’re a magician, right?”, I asked. “Yeah.”
“Could you teach me?” “Hmm…alright. Follow me to my quarters.” We started walking. “The first rule of magic is to not use it for dumb things. Those TikTokers are an example.” I laughed nervously. “Yeah”, I said, thinking of my many TikToks in which I showed telekinesis to do chores.