Primary Laws Of Magic
There must be a square to form a circle,
four women to call every element;
Together they are a force of nature,
joined by every celestial particle;
An equation’s sum has no argument,
there’s no solution except an answer;
Spell-casting as one the strongest skill,
in the air hangs their collective flavor;
Bound and connected for the moment,
primary laws of magic always will
endure.
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