His big reptilian head canted like a dog listening to a strange sound. He didn’t have ears, not that I could see from down below, but I assumed he could hear. It is possible the technology thwarts the natural magical camouflage. I have spent little time in this world, and I am uncertain how such things work.
Which was likely the reason he’d asked me to do his research. It was better to have use, I supposed, than be useless, though if I was of no value to him, maybe he would leave me alone.
But who would have healed my wound then?
Get on my back.
Before I could ask if I was supposed to climb, my feet grew light and I dangled in the air. Levitation. I’d never seen a magical being capable of doing that, but my mother said the legends about elves proclaimed that some of them could.
My ski
