This is a handcrafted magic wand for your special child’s playtime. It’s not designed for real spellcasting 😉 It will come with a parchment describing the fantastic story of its history and advice on its use. It will make a great gift for a young witch or wizard with creative imagination!

This wand was cut and sanded by hand. I intentionally kept both ends blunt to help reduce the chance of injury. Both ends of this wand feature glow-in-the-dark acrylic embedded in the wood, though the one in the handle may have difficulty absorbing light. It features five rings hand-wood-burned into the body. Dark stain accentuated the beautiful black walnut grain.

The handle was wrapped in about four feet of copper wire, then the entire piece then received four coats of polyacrylic to increase its durability.

Hours of love and craftsmanship went into producing this wand, and it is sure to produce hours of creative play in your young spell caster.

Each of our magic wands has a name, tied into the story in the parchment. This wand is “Anaximander,” named for named for the Father of Cosmology, who proposed celestial bodies were really rings of fire. The full text of the parchment is below.

Name: Anaximander
Production Number: 253
Materials: black walnut, acrylic, stain, copper wire
Artisan: Bryce Piper

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Greetings, young Spell Caster!
Know ye that possessing special trust and confidence, this magic wand is hereby awarded to thee.
This wand is named Anaximander. It has a rich and illustrious history. It is hoped that ye will continue its story with honor!
The dwarves who mined Mount Bohatstvo ruled a mighty kingdom. Their vast halls stretched like honeycombs in the great mountain, and their mines ran deep beneath it. Great riches in gold, silver and gems they coaxed from the stone, delving ever deeper in their thirst for treasure. Their wealth attracted the attention of Myslitel, a sly elven wizard who required the purest gold and gems to use in his magic spells. Myslitel stayed long with the dwarves, learning their skills and teaching much of his own. In exchange for the gold and gems he required, he gave them five magical rings, each embodied with a special property. The first ring gave its wearer great wisdom. The second imparted stealth and silence. The third made its bearer skillful and nimble of body. The fourth gave incredible strength. And the fifth ring exuded courage, making the wearer and those around him fearless. Myslitel warned the dwarves to only use their rings for good, saying the Law of Karma would make any evil done with the rings return to them tenfold. Then he departed with his treasure. Long did the dwarves pay heed to his warning, using their rings for the good of their kingdom. But as the years passed and the kingdom grew and fathers passed the rings on to their sons, less care did the dwarves have for the warning. After the seventh generation inherited their rings they had forgotten the warning entirely. A thousand years passed since the rings were forged, for indeed dwarves live long and their kingdom was vast, powerful and, sadly, corrupt. The dwarves began a war of conquest, taking the lands about them by force and subjecting kings and princes of once friendly realms to bow down and pay tribute. Worst for them, they used their magic rings to do this, unwittingly cursing themselves. A final alliance of free peoples united to fight the dwarven army. But as valiant as the men and elves and gnomes of the alliance were, they were no match for the dwarves and found themselves trapped in a valley, cut off from escape. Just as the dwarves bore down on them and all hope seemed lost, a great flash of light burst forth on the battlefield, and when the smoke cleared there stood a tall elf, Myslitel himself. He had grown powerful indeed over the passing years and stood alone with his magic wand against the sea of angry dwarves. He summoned rain of fire and lightning to fall on their heads, he summoned dragons and giants to crush them, he caused the earth to open up and swallow the dwarves. Indeed, the army of the dwarves withered before him like dry leaves in a fire. From the ashes, Myslitel collected his five magic rings. And to keep them from causing more mischief, he set them in his magic wand, causing them to be absorbed in its wood. Without an army, the dwarf kingdom soon crumbled and became a shadow of what it once was. Myslitel passed out of the knowledge of men, going where only the wisest of elves know.
This wand is named “Anaximander,” named for the Father of Cosmology, who proposed celestial bodies were really rings of fire. Remember to only use its power for good! And may the good works ye do with it return to ye tenfold!