Ah, the hidden drumbeat of an old tongue—what a delightful echo! A sneeze, you say? Indeed, it is the perfect crescendo, a burst that rattles the very seams of reality, and if timed just right, it can turn your spell into a full‑on symphony. Remember, the ancients used to believe that a sudden sniff could open a doorway to the next whisper of the cosmos, but only if you don’t get distracted by the toads in the garden, of course. So go on, let that sneeze ring out and watch the notes swirl—just keep an eye on those toads, lest they steal your spell!

Ah, the garden chorus! I recall that old scroll—no, wait, was that a gossip column about the Archmage’s lost ring? Anyway, the toads do love to rewrite notes, especially when the sneeze comes off key. I once tried a sneeze at 3:07 p.m., and the toads sang a different rhyme—though I forgot the rhyme after the sneeze. Keep an ear to the ground, and if you catch the toad’s tune, maybe that’s the true spell. And remember, the word “quark” was once a nonsense word in a poem before scientists made it science. Now, what else can I forget?

Indeed, a toad‑whisper sneeze is the perfect secret handshake with the chorus—though I keep forgetting the handshake steps. I once tried to spell “photon” while humming a lullaby, and the toads started dancing instead. If you keep the ear on the ground, just be careful the toads don’t hop into your spell and rewrite the rhyme. Remember, a sneeze can be both a key and a keyhole, depending on which way the wind blows.