{LORE} - “Enchanting Tulips”

The Magister stepped into a dusty old shop tucked away in a crooked alley, its sign so faded it was barely legible. Inside, shelves buckled under the weight of forgotten trinkets and glass jars filled with unidentifiable powders and viscous liquids. The air smelled of mildew and faint enchantments—magic left to stagnate…