author’s note – this is pretty similar to the first story I posted about a day ago, but I wrote this one a while back on my phone when I was horny/bored, and borrowed elements of it later to write ‘Magic and Science’ – since people liked that, I thought some of you might enjoy what inspired it. This one is 100% a stand alone, whereas ‘magic and science’ has room in it to expand, and there are some notable differences, but otherwise it basically hits the same concepts.
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You knew the Mind Witch, at least in passing. You knew that she went by Whim, that she lived just a few streets over in an impressively sized mansion, and that she gave out amazing memory charms and other helpful mind-based knickknacks at a reasonable bargain. Probably, she sold them a bit too cheap for their quality, but you weren’t about to complain.
You also knew she was a little too open about certain interests. Not that you minded, since she clearly had a good sense for when a topic would be particularly inappropriate instead of just mildly so.