Looks Like, um,
Magic to Me
by Scott Wilson
said the wizard, I dont know nothing
about magic, sonny.
The chief of
the city guard, Mr. Tunderblow, raised an eyebrow,
looking the wizard up and down. He certainly
looked like the sort of person who would know
exactly everything there is to know about magic.
He wore a long purple robe embroided with gold
stars and moons, tall pointy hat with the
Wizards Guild emblem sewn on the black silk
band running around the circumference. A small
black stick with a shiny silver tip, that looked
terribly much like a wand to the Tunderblow.
you know nothin bout magic or the
like, Mister? he said. From the
pictures I saw hanging outside the Wizards Guild;
you look like one of them high level associates
no, the wizard said, Im just on
the way to a fancy dress party at the Horn and
A small black
crow, sitting on the wizards shoulder cawed
loudly, then said, Potions got to be
just about ready master. Better get back home
before it boils over.
raised his eyebrow again, Whats he
talking about then, Mister?
with the costume. I suspect hes been
trained to say things like that to give the
outfit more...um, authenticity.
it look real.
good job at that then. Youve got me
believing that you are a fully fledged man of the
Im rather impressed with the quality of
service and materials provided. Come to think of
it, how do I know you arent just some
footpad dressed up as an officer of the city
guard? Just about everybody in the better part of
town is going to the Kings Ball. Which I
will be late for if you detain me any longer.
could get my official club out and let you
inspect it, close up if you like. Thats a
pretty sure way to convince you. Official seal on
it and all.
I dont have time for this. I must be on my
then, Mister. Ill let you be on your way if
you can answer one more question to my
problems at all.
that frog doing wearing the bakers apron,
sitting behind the counter in this bakery and why
don't you seem too suprised about being served by