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Read @maigadoocy.bsky.social ‘Sorcery & Small Magics’
& I’m making it everyone’s problem

I’d endlessly read these 2 quarrelling while bring utterly exceptional in their collaboration.
If u like banter, shit stirring & the consequences of one’s own actions, read this book.
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Characters from Maiga Doocy’s ‘Sorcery & Small Magics’ Leovander, though bias narrator and world of trouble that he is, described Sebastian Grimm as a man that lived up to his name, having all the bearing of a thundercloud, with pale grey hair, at 21 yrs old, to match. The golden light he looks into does little to warm the focus of his hard features, nor soften his posture, made all the more unyielding by the lines of his black coat. Perfect pleats and smooth plains leading down his back to a flat, wide indigo sash at his waist, embroidered with rain over rolling waves. Over it a belt supports a sword hanger, weighed down by a rapier. The black hanger itself is embossed with wheat before a flower, while the sword is gripped in the shadow of Grimm’s quietly poised stance. Nothing about said stance invites anyone upon it, and yet, only goaded by walls of any kind, Leovander is on him. The contrast between the 2 young men is stark; Leo’s barely restrained mahogany hair falls around his face and gathers in the popped collar of his open green coat, itself scrunched at the waist under a hastily cinched red sash. A generous collection of silver ornamentation, calling sign of the scandalous musician, adorns his ears and every finger but for the third on both hands. Whatever is so occupying Grimm, Leo is ready to weigh in, eager for the game. One arm is hooked over Grimm’s shoulder, falling down his back with an easy temper, while a violin bow in Leo’s fingers crosses down till the strings rest atop Grimm’s sword hand. Leo’s other arm then secures the man into closer confidence, linking over the second shoulder while his hand is raised into the feathered back of Grimm’s otherwise neatly combed hair, where it guards a whisper. Whatever Leo is divulging, the curl of his lip is already smug in the certainty that the problem before them is no match for his self assured cunning, and however uninviting Grimm’s demeanour is, he shows no inclination not to hear the troublemaker out.
April 1, 2026 at 5:22 PM