A Wizard's Folly by Snargle Goldclaw
A Wizard's Folly by Snargle Goldclaw is a book by Snargle Goldclaw located under a bed in Isgarren's Quarters of The Wizard's Tower.
Chapter 3
The tower stood tall and proud—as it had for generations—over the placid waters lapping against the flourishing docks of Gurrenhoof. Serena, a young buxom woman with rich auburn hair, gazed longingly up at the structure and imagined yet again her life among the clouds. Since she had been a small girl growing up in the small fishing hamlet she called home, her dreams and thoughts had bent toward the mysterious Wizard's Tower—so named by the town's leaders, past and present, for the watchful strong presence of Angurren, the legendary wizard of the tower.
Serena sighed to herself, picturing the figure of the wizard as she imagined him in her mind. As rumor had it, Angurren had never been seen; some claimed he was human, others that he was a species no one in Tyria had ever witnessed. She painted a mental image of him, with strong arms rippling with wiry, strong muscles. Serena imagined those arms enveloping her, protecting her as Angurren's tower protected their village. She breathed in the sea air, felt the warm breeze on her cheek, and envisioned that they were Angurren's caresses.
"Someday," she muttered softly to herself. "Someday I'll know the embrace of those arms."
Little did she know that her words, soft though they were, were carried lightly on the breeze, playing among the clouds surrounding the tower, until finally, gently circling into Angurren's sensitive ears. At hearing the trembling lilt in Serena's sweet voice, the wizened wizard's heart skipped a beat.
Later that night, as Serena lay in her bed twirling one lock of hair and dreaming of Angurren, a shadow crossed the moon outside her window. She was startled upright, pulling the sheet over her body to cover her state of undress before realizing that the figure floating in the air outside her hovel was none other than the entity she had just been dreaming of a moment earlier: Angurren!
He floated closer, tendrils of soft blue magic preceding him into the room through the window frame, snakelike and probing. They licked tenderly at her bare ankles protuding from beneath the sheet, sending shockwaves of delight up her legs, and she tingled.
"I hope you don't mind my sudden...appearance," Angurren said. His voice echoed through the room and permeated every pore of her skin, and she shivered.
"You're...the wizard," she heard herself stammer awkwardly, her nervousness stealing all rational thought from her mind.
Angurren seemed unperturbed and floated closer to the window. His red eyes glowed warmly in the darkness and Serena felt her hands go slack, coming to rest by her side...the sheet sliding down the length of her torso. She smiled, finally gathering her courage as she began to rise from her bed.
"I've always wanted to learn...magic."
