Page 54 of The Witches Catalogue of Wanderlust Essentials (Natural Magic #2)

Liminal Lint

I won my first Liminal at a street fair when offered a choice of prizes. It was between one of these treasures and a goldfish. Only one of them promised to eat pocket crumbs and freeze time on occasion. The choice was obvious.

Liminals aren’t illegal to catch, just nearly impossible. These fuzzy, golf ball sized creatures can slip between seconds, leaving behind a shimmer of fluff, often mistaken for dryer lint. Once acquired, they’re perfectly happy to live at the bottom of your bag, feeding off forgotten receipts and snack wrappers while keeping the interior spotless.

The real magic? A few minutes of borrowed time when you need it most. A pinch of Liminal Lint, plus the included incantation, and suddenly, you’ve got just enough breathing room to catch a train, find your passport, or throw on some pants before the bellhop bursts in.

Each jar contains one content, well-fed Liminal and a time-tested incantation card.

Side effects may include mild smugness.