George the Greytown Wizard
The townspeople did not care for their town and it became untidy and run down. One night all colour left the town and it turned a dreadful grey. The people called on George to bring the colour back. He tried unsuccessfully until he met Rhiannon who was a young artist. Together they solved the problem The townspeople did not care for their town and it became untidy and run down. One night all colour left the town and it turned a dreadful grey. The people called on George to bring the colour back. He tried unsuccessfully until he met Rhiannon who was a young artist. Together they solved the problem
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flashes of colourGeorge had noticed flashes of colour in and around his house. He wouldrub his eyes in disbelief. The colour came and went so quickly, he was notsure that he had seen it at all. Then he heard about Rhiannonʼs drawingmarathons. He put two and two together and decided that there might be aconnection between her drawings and the flashes of colour. Like many of thetownspeople, he went to Rhiannonʼs house to see her at work.As he raced home after his visit, he pulled out his magic books and re-read:Two Part Cure On How To Restore Colour To Anything That HasBeen Contaminated By Poisonous Grey Mists.Part 1: take one special person, put a pencil in hand and paper infront and wait for the magic to work.Part 2: the solution to permanent colours is only for the eyes ofthe wise, for further information turn to page 101....”The old problem of the missing page came back to haunt him. “Why is page101 missing?” he asked himself many times. “Surely the magician who wrotethe book must have had a reason for leaving the page out.” George thenremembered other spells with missing bits, spells he had tried and failed atbecause he had been unable to use his intelligence and wisdom to work outwhat was missing.Then George realised that Rhiannon was the “special person” mentioned inthe spell. “What Rhiannon is doing is magic,” George told the lab. rat. Thenhe became even more puzzled, “Why do the colours fade so easily?” heasked. That night George dreamed that the “eyes of the wise” were his own.He woke up with a start and asked himself “Does this mean that I am wise,as is mentioned in the spell?”The next morning as he busied himself getting his breakfast, still puzzlingabout how the “eyes of the wise” could make the colours stay forever. Hewent back to his books, reading all the spells that had anything to do withcolours. When he found anything even remotely relevant he wrote it down inhis notebook. Soon he had bits and pieces of information from twenty spellsthat mentioned colour.37
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- Page 11 and 12: The fog drifted over the owls keepi
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- Page 23 and 24: all, a rather big, heavy boy. He ne
- Page 25 and 26: the churchA couple of months had pa
- Page 27 and 28: Every Sunday the preachers blamed t
- Page 29 and 30: Travellers took the long way around
- Page 31 and 32: Her father said sadly, “I really
- Page 33 and 34: into the next week. Then the school
- Page 35: One day Rhiannon had a good look at
- Page 39 and 40: Next he put all his notes up on the
- Page 41 and 42: Her father replied in a soothing to
- Page 43 and 44: wizard. George thought to himself,
- Page 45 and 46: He rubbed the ointment and nothing
- Page 47 and 48: possible. You and your town would h
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flashes of colour
George had noticed flashes of colour in and around his house. He would
rub his eyes in disbelief. The colour came and went so quickly, he was not
sure that he had seen it at all. Then he heard about Rhiannonʼs drawing
marathons. He put two and two together and decided that there might be a
connection between her drawings and the flashes of colour. Like many of the
townspeople, he went to Rhiannonʼs house to see her at work.
As he raced home after his visit, he pulled out his magic books and re-read:
Two Part Cure On How To Restore Colour To Anything That Has
Been Contaminated By Poisonous Grey Mists.
Part 1: take one special person, put a pencil in hand and paper in
front and wait for the magic to work.
Part 2: the solution to permanent colours is only for the eyes of
the wise, for further information turn to page 101....”
The old problem of the missing page came back to haunt him. “Why is page
101 missing?” he asked himself many times. “Surely the magician who wrote
the book must have had a reason for leaving the page out.” George then
remembered other spells with missing bits, spells he had tried and failed at
because he had been unable to use his intelligence and wisdom to work out
what was missing.
Then George realised that Rhiannon was the “special person” mentioned in
the spell. “What Rhiannon is doing is magic,” George told the lab. rat. Then
he became even more puzzled, “Why do the colours fade so easily?” he
asked. That night George dreamed that the “eyes of the wise” were his own.
He woke up with a start and asked himself “Does this mean that I am wise,
as is mentioned in the spell?”
The next morning as he busied himself getting his breakfast, still puzzling
about how the “eyes of the wise” could make the colours stay forever. He
went back to his books, reading all the spells that had anything to do with
colours. When he found anything even remotely relevant he wrote it down in
his notebook. Soon he had bits and pieces of information from twenty spells
that mentioned colour.
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