Absolutely adore how Marcille's entire spellbook seems to consist of only the most unhinged spells in existence. Like it seems like her entire magical arsenal is comprised of only the barest minimum of healing spells that she was probably required to learn in school, and then Fireball, Police Flash Grenade, Crime Against Nature, Spam Fireball, Unholy Resurrection, More Fireball, and 9th Level Go Fuck Yourself.
one of the things i love about wha is how clearly the magic and ideas the girls learn and have build on top of each other over time. the continuing theme of magic as solutions, and your own spells can be made by adapting what you know into something new.
in one of her first uses of magic, coco uses fabric to sail through the air at the dagda mountains; she later creates the mantle of flight. the air twisting seal she learns to use to pick fruit becomes part of a spell to create rain underneath the sea. agott uses a bird of light to distract people at the river; later, we learn her love for the decorative seals, and her knowledge comes in use to bring people joy, and to help with the curtain leech. every person has their own magic, and everyone's magic connects together to create new things.
no magic is useless; no magic is too small or too basic. no magic is unloved.
Every day is another day to ponder on the delicious meal that Cnoc na Riabh was always confused as to why that cryptic ass dog was always kind to her without really telling her why
“Unlike warlocks and sorcerers, wizards actually work for their magic” unless higher education is free and open to all in your universe, that just means a wizard’s powers come from having the financial resources and upper class backing to attend university in the first place.
tries to write a little creature and gets distracted for two hours analyzing staves from the manga for like. literally two paragraphs in the opening that are just supposed to help set the scene i hate it here