INTO THE UNREAL WORLD
“The real world!” Ginny cried.
“I forgot how beautiful it was,” I sighed.
“Be careful, girls,” the Master cautioned. “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”
“And the beholder probably bewitched this gateway, too.” I grumbled, kneeling on the paving stones, preparing for the jump.
The Master made no answer. He had lost his second sight. Beholden to the beholder, we paid our ransom in kind, Ginny, her golden hair and I, my perfect teeth.Desperate to escape; we no longer knew what was real or what other traps awaited us. Together, we hurled ourselves into the unreal world.
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