Alder took the spell book into his arms once again and the words came to him more clearly now. Oh hisie en' engwar ar' hisie en' gor tul a a' amin! He could feel his hairs stand up behind him. He could now see his fog come in. It was colorless unlike his mentors. I see, So the fog is the base of the spell, then you add the pestilence. He said as he turned to her