Lurking Miscellany

"It's you!" She stood up and backed away, pointing accusingly at Orchil. "You're doing this to me! You're using some form of... of... magic." What else could explain it? A spell, a curse, an inexplicable phenomenon. Magic! Orchil laughed. "You really that stupid? I thought you followed the great god, Science? Sit, girl, sit and let me tell you how the trick was done. And that's a rare thing, a Shaman explaining their magic, so you better listen well!" An environmental activist with the powe...