

Thanks, I’ll check it out.
Thanks, I’ll check it out.
I’ve searched far and wide, and there are only a scant few books that do the classic wizard’s tower. POV of the master wizard that is retiring to do research and really dig into the limits of magic. Maybe pick up the hero of the world as his apprentice, but not from his pov at all. The wizard sees the aftermath of his misadventures and offers words of wisdom and the occasional spell he might be ready for. Sure there’s a romantic intrest with his other apprentice, but he ignores that too. They do a fine job at cleaning, cooking, and local monster removal.
He occasionally gets together with other retired wizards and they chew the fat and complain about their apprentices and how often they end up in the news or jail.
Comedy/ slice of life fantasy. No high stakes, if an apprentice brings back a problem it’s big in their eyes, but fixed with a wave of his hand, and a warning. Or they’re taught a lesson and have to fix it themselves by researching before the wizard has to intervene, because then it’s chamberpot duty with no magic cleaning for a month.
You can shop around for crematoriums near you. Most of them in the US pick up the body as part of their fee. $300-800 to cremate a body. They mail you the ashes in a plastic bag. Some will offer urns, but that’s an extra charge you can skip. Most states don’t consider burying ashes the same as burying a body. Different laws. You can prepay, and have a card in your wallet with the company’s info on it in case someone stumbles upon your body.
My wife and I have spoken about what we want done. My plan for her is to cremate her, then go to a local nursery and find a nice hearty, long living, low-maintenance flowering tree she would have liked and plant her and the tree in my back yard.
No, then we’d be called gods and so would the robots.
This was my first thought too.
Look at the photo of him standing. It’s visible through his pants, it doesn’t look thin.
Bonus, she’ll think of you and visit you way more often than if you were shoved in a back corner of a cemetary.