There was a calm day before a loud and cute voice rang out, a door slamming open as a young girl walked out her long wavey black flowing down her petite body, this girl was Nostradamus who with literal stars in her blue eyes walked up to her master, the caster holding a feathered quill pen like always
Nostradamus: "Inspiration!! i have found the most wonderous inspiration, it put my authoring soul a blaze!! hehe, ah the visuals are flowing into me like Lyrics of a song!!"
The Author did a short spin in place showing off her partly transparent dress, a huge smile on her adorable face as she spoke so much that it all blended together in a mass of words that was impossible to understand, but at least Nostradamus was in a good mood
Nostradamus: "Oh? eheh. sorry did i go off again? well you know how it goes, but really master i could never thank you enough, you have given me so much good material"