- Sep 27, 2005
...in this rare case, I'll make an exception.
The Great Wand hesitated and then pulsed one and a half times.
I thought that was fair. I was confused, too.
“Well, whatever your role, I wouldn’t be back here without your help. Thanks.” I opened my hand.
The wand levitated to my eye level, rotated completely around on its axis once as if orienting itself, whipped around in an intricate pattern in complete apparent delight, and disappeared with a pop and a sharp burst of brilliant blue sparks.
“And it’s off again,” I said. I felt the particular brand of pleasant melancholy one feels when a friend leaves.
I looked to address my three healers. “Well, I am restored,” I said, “but to be fully healed, there’s something I must first do.” I swung my legs to the side in preparation to dismount from the table. “I must find Pyrynne.”
And then I said, almost as an afterthought, “Say, does anyone have my pants?”