\u201cFor how long must we keep doing this?\u201d the first lich asked the second. His dreadlocks were dry and had faded near to white, a smell not of fragrant oils, but of something long past due permeating the air around him. His eyes were tired and sucked back into his skull. \u201cAs long as it takes,\u201d the second answered. Bent forth on his crooked staff, he observed the cauldron\u2019s brew. \u201cKeep churning.\u201d A third lich stood by silently, as if deep in meditation. After a time, he too leaned his wicked bones over the pot and spit. \u201cThat should do,\u201d he said. | Copyright 2021 by Woody Dismukes. Narrated by Stefan Rudnicki.\nLearn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices