Only the claimant of the Lord’s box could.The boxes which hold the items that can claim people to be their wizards are a bit strange. You can put a ...ot more in them than you should be able to, for one thing. The book box held the spell books and diaries of past wizards who had previously worn the magical items as well as other junk they had dropped in them.The magical items also have an entity attached to them which guides the wizard to do good deeds. A Wizard is supposed to help the people. The door clicked shut. His rich tenor was self assured. “Hello?” Carpet muffled the sound of his footfalls “Anna?” She raised blurry eyes to see him walking across the room, his eyes raking over her body, excitement evident in the quick steps. She nodded. It wasn't her real name, but was close enough without giving her identity away. His picture hadn't really done him justice. The eyes and hair were dark, but they hadn't caught the spark that glimmered in their golden depths, hinting at quick. I heard her Tahoe coming up the gravel driveway and eagerly waited for her to get out. She opened the door and I saw what she was wearing, a Georgia Bulldogs tank top over a sports bra and a pair of tiny black Spandex shorts. Her legs looked awesome. She walked over and sat on the tailgate of my pickup where I joined her. I took a picture of how pretty she looked so pretty. I couldn't tell she had just spent the last four hours in the bed of a stranger. I asked her to tell me about it.She said. For some reason, she just knew everything would work out.Amy was away at school, so Jessica had the whole house to herself. She fixed breakfast, watched some morning talk shows, and showered. She put a towel around her and went to look for an outfit. She decided she should look her best today. Because today...she was getting a job. She decided not to go with her normal conservative wear. Jessica normally wore business suits to work. But, she thought a better first impression might not be with a.