Potions Class
Fumes burning hairs
Yellow tipped fingers resting on thin elbows
Darkened room,
With an even darker gaze
Whimpers heard in response.
Bugs, guts, organs, and powder
Yellow, orange, blue, and green
Small words, blurred with boredom,
Anger as each point earned is gone.
Felix meeting Lady Luck,
As golden liquid simmers on blue flames,
Yellow pages with written text,
Warnings from worried friends,
Earning points lost long ago.
Horned-slugs small and round
Pleased eyes,
Vials filled,
Sighing as time passes,
Ticking of a clock not seen.
As the bell goes and
Cauldrons disappear,
Trio gathers as the dungeons fade