Old Jinx' boxes made before the Common Language was adopted can be extremely malicious. They are capable of tricking people into saying and doing things they later regret.. We believe that all such boxes have now boor, destroyed, but if you know of one still in existence, please contact our magical hoi Li no by crystal ball, as a matter of urgency." -MALICE NOW REMOVED!- NEW IMPROVED JINX BOXES ARE JUST FOR FUN! *** 1 *** It was a dark and drizzly December, and the first lesson was art. Drawing wasn't Felix's favorite subject, and especially not still life -- which was why he'd left the subject matter up to his mother. He wondered idly what she'd put in his bag for him to draw. She'd seemed quite pleased with herself that morning. No, science was what he liked best, and what he was best at. As he turned the corner, he saw Stephen Rheinhart, otherwise known as Rhino, lounging against the radiator. With his mass of naming red hair, he was hard to miss. Rhino noticed Felix looking at him.
