Here is the part where I make a confession: I love glow-in-the-dark stuff. I have pounds and pounds of glow in the dark gravels in different colors. As an adult, I bought a bunch of wide, flattish glass bottles and filled them with the glow-in-the-dark gravel, arranged them by color into something like a rainbow, strung them along a thick cord, then suspended it in my bedroom so I could (after shielding myself) hit it with a blacklight so they would glow softly the entire night. Just a rainbow in the dark, baby. Glowy glowly love it.So, yeah, science education everywhere.
Blue? That's not a particularly natural color.Blue isn't a natural color? What?
A powder that glows without a power source and doesn't fade is so far outside my realm of experience it would set alarm bells screaming. Any time I encounter magic, I don't mess with it until I learn what it is. It just seems like common sense to me. I am acutely aware of when I don't understand what something is.You sound ridiculously paranoid. You run away every time you encounter something you don't understand? That seems so absurd it's hard to believe.
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