Terri Duzem felt as if he had just closed his eyes.
A second ago, his mind was crammed with intricate formulas and complex spells.
A second later, his consciousness sank into endless darkness.
What happened in between those two seconds?
He didn't know.
All he knew was that his eyelids were heavy, as if they were bound together by a stickiness spell.
The day before yesterday, while strolling in the courtyard during the evening, the stunning sunset from beyond the patio sparked his imagination. Without him realizing, the long-lost inspiration once again descended upon his mind.
So, he threw himself into his study, grabbed his quill, and commenced lengthy calculations.
He was so engrossed that two days passed in an instant.
He forgot about sunrise and sunset, eating, and sleeping.
His old servant came and left from the study room, only to sigh at the sight of untouched cold meals.
