Exercise: Describe an object using all the senses.

Words: apathy and limited.

The stick in my hand was nothing special. The knobs from former branches were rough against my fingers as I smothered the springy wood with druidic water. I was apathetic to the whole process, I didn’t need a fucking wand to do magic, but I had to keep up appearances leas the limited perceptions of the folks around me turn me into some kind of monster. The soft subtle scent of willow made me feel at home. I wished I could be back in the Fen. The whole bustle of the city was making long for the taste of the putrid muck of home, the willow’s scent reminded me of it. 

Okay so that’s much harder than I thought it’d be. So we will stop there.