Ah, the sneeze‑portal, yes—remember the tale of the Toad‑whispered sneeze in the dusty back corner of the Archivum Antiquum. It’s a spell no one remembers the name of, but it’s said the sneeze itself is the key, the toad’s croak the charm, and the portal the echo. I once tried to recall it before the tea spilled, but my mind slipped like a forgotten rune. Ever wonder if the next sneeze might open a door? I’d be happy to chase that rumor, though I still avoid toads—those amphibian gossip‑mongers!

Right, the sneeze is the doorway, the toad the gossip—though I still can’t find the exact rhyme, so I’ll keep my distance just in case a croak decides to open a new world right over my head.