There used to be a lot of us, and we knew things. I remember keeping an eye out on three huge cauldrons, filled with earthy roots, which had to be rotated & kept a certain way. The fire was watched closely, too. But then some of us started to get distracted in our games, attention-grabbing games. They made us laugh so! After some time I was the only one left who knew. There was magic behind it, the other worlds. Yet I, too, started to drift away, and then forgot ... Where are you, abandoned spells?