7 Turm   T t

The tower where the treacherous wizard lives lies in a trackless taiga. Tall thin trees grow there.
Trolls and troublesome imps tramp through the shadows. Beyond the troubled waters of a tarn grow a thicket of thorn trees.
A tawny owl tu-whit-tu-whos near the tower and a bittern tiptoes at the water's edge,
scaring the toads.
Zettelwitz the wizard is hurrying home. He's terribly angry because the king escaped. He opens the door with a clatter and treads heavily up the stairs to the top of the tower. He pours himself a drink from a bottle.
He sits at the table and stares at his tot of tequila, tongue-tied.
How can I stop the king pestering me? he wonders.
I'll just have to work better and faster on those transformations.
His tower can be seen from a long way away. The turrets on top make it look like a T.
The tipsy wizard decides to try another trick. He totters towards his magic wand.
The magic wand can tell what its master has in mind.
"Don't be silly! You won't have anywhere to live!"
"That's enough of your tomfoolery, you twittering twig", mutters Zettelwitz.