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Arthur awoke to the pleasant warmth of sunlight tickling his face and the whisperings of the forest around the cottage. He stretched and gazed upon the view from his window. The tree canopy stretched for miles around until it seemingly merged with the horizon.
When Arthur first magicked himself here 3 years ago, the cottage had long been abandoned. With roof tiles missing, walls completely encased in ivy, concentric rings of wild flora blooming around and a missing window it had reminded Arthur of an old hand-me-down teddy bear. Old but cute with a bit of fixing up here and there. Now it stood shyly amongst the trees. Roof fully tiled, ivy still standing but not so much submerging the house as gently cradling the place like a precious glass orb lest it break. The garden remained abundant with wild flowers, though a few precarious gnomes and a bird bath or two accompanied them, turning unruly discord into structured chaos.
Arthur now went to the kitchen and put the kettle on. An unsightly hum filled the air. An odd crackle could be felt in the breeze and a sudden faint boom floated around. An invisible dome covering the house revealed itself in a self satisfied octarine cackle before returning to tie smug invisible state. Arthur sighed and hoped whatever had alerted his protection spell wasn't too badly affected.
Alfred had never moved this fast before. One moment he was standing in Arthur's garden, the next he was flying in a beam of light. His face was a jelly from the force. He struggled to keep his eyes open and thought he caught a glimpse of a dainty little houselet before hearing a resounding crack and feeling a shock that felt like getting slapped in the face with a gigantic electric eel. The next thing he knew he was flung several miles away in what felt like a massive ricochet. He heard a faint wail in the distance and almost drew his sword before smacking into the tree line with a skin-bruising bash. His vision faded into black.