I have a bowl sitting on the well-worn, plank table where I am working. The bowl is brass and somewhat ornate. It has seen better days, though upon first glance, it still elicits approving comments. There’s something mysterious about the bowl as if it could be used to work exotic magic. This appraisal would not be far off. It has been used to mix magical ingredients from utilitarian to experimental on multiple occasions for multiple centuries. Currently, the bowl is filled with small rainbow orbs that gleam like glass. Some might be tempted to mistake these orbs as candy, and, though I have created edible orbs before to impart special magical effects at celebratory events, this is not what I was playing at today. I was playing with Bings (the moniker of my magical orbs), and I must admit, that I’m on a bit of a decorative tear. You would think that with my magical abilities I could conjure whatever I wanted as far as decor goes. This is true, but the magic I wield relies as much on tradition as it does on innovation, thus I add touches of new things here and there to the old things I treasure so much. Consider it a make-due makeover instead of a wholesale decorative detonation that I might otherwise be inclined to embark on. The magical orbs are the perfect solution to this sparing approach. My plan is to affix the Bings in various patterns to an assortment of plaques that I will hang throughout my living spaces. The magic imbued in these orbs will last a few months, just long enough to satisfy my seasonal itch for something new. Since it is approaching summer, I also bestowed a subtle scent to the orbs so I’ll catch hints of the green and woodsy Gypsy Grove even when I’m hunkered down inside—creating.
Which reminds me, I better end this post and finish my crafting before my little creatures come around. I’ve heard that they are quite fond of redecorating too.
—Jellybean Reds, Creator of Little Creatures