'Effectively accelerates your own healing'... yeah, I should've seen this coming. So I'm not burnt out?! I can use my magic again?! Um, I think so, but...

Well, if you've been unlucky enough to be graced with a bright orange envelope on your windshield (face-palm), you'll know what a pain in the keister it is.

The result: a dish that features polenta cut into triangles and delicately complemented by sweet, diced prunes and a marsala sauce.

The tabernacle was covered with dust ; the candlesticks were grown black, not having been cleaned for years ; the altar-cloths were soiled, and almost in rags.