[ Orpheus thinks about that for a second before shaking his head. ]
I think I've got it? Just, be careful.
[ He sets the pot on the ground and turns on the stove, holding the notebook carefully over the flame until it catches. Once he's sure it's properly on fire, he tosses it into the stock pot and leans over slightly, watching to make sure it doesn't go out.
Thankfully it's just normal, non-death-imbued paper and cardstock, so it burns up pretty fast. The cover curls and burns away, and the pages start to blacken - which is when the terrible, cacophonous ringing starts up. Orpheus drops to the ground with a yelp, hands over his head. ]
Oh, gods! What's going on?
[ As if to top it all off, it also starts raining indoors. Great! ]
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I think I've got it? Just, be careful.
[ He sets the pot on the ground and turns on the stove, holding the notebook carefully over the flame until it catches. Once he's sure it's properly on fire, he tosses it into the stock pot and leans over slightly, watching to make sure it doesn't go out.
Thankfully it's just normal, non-death-imbued paper and cardstock, so it burns up pretty fast. The cover curls and burns away, and the pages start to blacken - which is when the terrible, cacophonous ringing starts up. Orpheus drops to the ground with a yelp, hands over his head. ]
Oh, gods! What's going on?
[ As if to top it all off, it also starts raining indoors. Great! ]