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Art stayed the night in the Temple. He needed to know that everything worked the way it was supposed to, and although he trusted his brother’s skill as a healer, he didn’t think he had much practice in re-attaching heads. Fortunately morning came with everything feeling right and working exactly as it should. That left him with the day to himself and he was at a loose end. He discharged himself, and flitted over to see his father.
Surprisingly his father didn’t make him wait the three hours he had the previous time. He was actually eager to hear what Art had to report. “Arch told me a lot already, so I know about the wind making a mess of things before you finished and your unconventional escape. Tell me about it.”
Art carefully related everything he could remember and finished up by
