I woke up to a strange sensation. My body felt lighter, as if I had shed some invisible weight, and the first thing I noticed was the faint glow of the water magic pen hovering just above my desk. It floated there, silently twisting and turning in the air, its surface pulsing with a soft blue light. I watched it for a moment, my mind still shaking off the remnants of sleep. The pen had changed, evolved after absorbing the ancient elven rune magic during that last quest. I could sense its power had grown exponentially, and a part of me itched to test it, to see just how far its abilities had been enhanced.
But now wasn't the time.
