magic melts the pain away

whazzit, wizards and chemicals? the name of that game he loved as a child, casting spells on a world he had grown disillusioned with at such an early age? elves encased in magik made more sense to his fragile mind than why we had to move. but we had to move! after the divorce, that neighbor man just wasn't right! our son couldn't grasp such gravity and magnitude, best let him worry of his demons and dinosaurs. what the hell is that game called, honey? i don't know anything anymore.