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Algo turned with a smile to greet those running toward him. Rewsna was at the head of the pack. He had not run for four hundred years but he was running like a young man. He stopped short when he saw Algo’s smile, he felt no evil. The others stopped with him. He looked at Algo, he looked at the open door. He didn’t know what to say. Algo turned his attention away from Rewsna almost as quickly as he turned to flash his smile. Algo was moving forward to help Gnimoceb. Rewsna moved forward to see what Algo was looking at. He even forgot to ask, “how did you open this door?” When he saw what Algo, or rather who Algo was looking at, he was glad the words had not passed his lips. The other Mages were behind Rewsna now. The semi-circle they… [Contents: Original story illustration (gouache) and handwritten text.]