Spirits of Flux and Anchor "It's impossible^' somebody muttered, and it was what the others were thinking. "It can't be real! It just can't be!" "It's magic, that's what it is," a girl said wor- riedly. "He's an evil wizard back in his own foul home." Matson was all the way forward again before he allowed himself a self-satisfied grin. The challenge had come very early this time, and he was glad of it. The earlier you acted, and the earlier you used your little bag of parlor tricks, the less trouble you had later on. That mule-head alone would hold them for a while. Like most stringers he was a false wizard, a weaver of totally convincing il- lusions, but they were good enough for kids like this. He liked to imagine what it would be like to be a real wizard, but he always had doubts. He liked to think that he'd still be a stringer, but you never could tell what that kind of power would do to any human- 8 CULT After a while, the monotony of the void replaced any sense of fear or awe in their minds over the Flux.
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