After a fitful night with very little sleep, Sam paced his tiny studio apartment, the argument from the previous day running through his mind. Professor Kerrigan, a highly successful alchemist, felt uneasy about one of the ingredients. That very thought made Sam's pulse race. Sam could not help feeling there was something wrong with the translation, but maybe it was fine. Perhaps Professor James had interpreted the ancient words correctly, and there was nothing to worry about.
Then again... he stopped in his tracks as his gaze fell upon the bookcase. A copy of the storybook his grandmother used to read to him as a child peaked from between his school books. She loved to read one particular story and then recite what she could in the ancient language.
Sam's eyes went wide as his grandmother's voice floated through his mind.
"Torvnikae ustet vi nolenkadus ri'et"
("Fireflies danced and nolenkadus smiled")
Smiled. Nolenkadus smiled!
Sam glanced at the clock, The other professors were likely already at the lab and starting on the potion. He shoved his feet into shoes and raced out of the apartment and toward the lab.
"No! Nolenkadus means magimandus!" Sam screamed as he rounded the corner and the alchemy building came into view. "Kadai en nolenkadus are magimandus scales!" He bounded up the stairs.
Boom! A deafening sound shook the ground, bucking Sam from the steps. Shards of glass and other debris flew through the air as Sam fell back. His head smacked against the ground, and his vision blurred before darkening.
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