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  "Of course," murmured Catarina, who was a good and loyal friend.

  "Im surprised it even lasted this long; he was much better looking than you," mumbled Ragnor, who deserved a cruel and terrible fate.

  "Im only two hundred years old," said Magnus, ignoring his friends mutual snort at the lie. "I cant settle down yet. I need more time to devote myself to debauchery. And I think - " He finished his drink and looked speculatively around. "I think I am going to ask that charming young lady over there to dance. "

  The girl he was eyeing, he noted, was eyeing him back. She had lashes so long they were almost sweeping her shoulders.

  It was possible Magnus was a little bit drunk. Chicha de molle was famous for both its swift effects and the horrible hangovers that followed.

  Ragnor twitched violently and made a sound like a cat whose tail has been stepped on. "Magnus, please, no. The music was bad enough!"

  "Magnus is not as bad at dancing as he is at the charango," Catarina remarked thoughtfully. "Actually, he dances quite well. Albeit with a certain, er, unique and characteristic flair. "

  "I do not feel even slightly reassured," Ragnor said. "Neither of you are reassuring people. "

  After a brief heated interlude, Magnus returned to the table breathing slightly hard. He saw that Ragnor had decided to amuse himself by hitting his own forehead repeatedly against the tabletop.

  "What did you think you were doing?" Ragnor demanded between gloomy thumps.

  Catarina contributed, "The dance is a beautiful, traditional dance called El Alcatraz, and I thought Magnus performed it - "

  "Brilliantly," Magnus suggested. "Dashingly? Devastatingly attractively? Nimbly?"

  Catarina pursed her lips in thought before selecting the appropriate word. "Spectacularly. "

  Magnus pointed at her. "Thats why youre my favorite. "

  "And traditionally the man gyrates - "

  "You did gyrate spectacularly," Ragnor observed in a sour voice.

  Magnus made a little bow. "Why, thank you. "

  " - and attempts to set fire to his partners skirts with a candle," Catarina continued. "Its a wonderful, vibrant, and rather gorgeous dance. "

  "Oh, attempts, is it?" Ragnor asked. "So it is not traditional for someone to utilize magic, actually to set the womans skirts and his own ostentatious coat on fire, and keep dancing even though both the dance partners involved are now actually spinning towers of flame?"

  Catarina coughed. "Not strictly traditional, no. "

  "It was all under control," Magnus declared loftily. "Have a little faith in my magic fingers. "

  Even the girl hed danced with had thought it was some marvelous trick. She had been enveloped in real, bright fire and she had tipped back her head and laughed, the tumble of her black hair becoming a crackling waterfall of light, the heels of her shoes striking sparks like glittering leaping dust all over the floor, her skirt trailing flame as if he were following a phoenix tail. Magnus had spun and swung with her, and shed thought he was marvelous for a single moment of bright illusion.

  But, like love, fire didnt last.

  "Do you think that eventually our kind becomes far enough removed from humanity that we transform into creatures that are untouchable and unlovable by humanity?" Magnus asked.

  Ragnor and Catarina stared at him.

  "Dont answer that," Magnus told them. "That sounded like the question of a man who doesnt need answers. That sounded like the question of a man who needs another drink. Here we go!"

  He lifted a glass. Ragnor and Catarina did not join him, but Magnus was happy to make the toast on his own.

  "To adventure," he said, and drank.

  Magnus opened his eyes and saw brilliant light, felt hot air drag across his skin like a knife scraping across burned bread. His whole brain throbbed and he was promptly, violently sick.

  Catarina offered him a bowl. She was a muddle of white and blue in his blurred vision.

  "Where am I?" Magnus croaked.

  "Nazca. "

  So Magnus was still in Peru. That indicated that he had been rather more sensible than hed feared.

  "Oh, so we went on a little trip. "

  "You broke into a mans house," Catarina said. "You stole a carpet and enchanted it to fly. Then you sped off into the night air. We pursued you on foot. "

  "Ah," said Magnus.

  "You were shouting some things. "

  "What things?"

  "I prefer not to repeat them," Catarina said. She was a weary shade of blue. "I also prefer not to remember the time we spent in the desert. It is a mammoth desert, Magnus. Ordinary deserts are quite large. Mammoth deserts are so called because they are larger than ordinary deserts. "

  "Thank you for that interesting and enlightening information," Magnus croaked, and tried to bury his face in his pillow, like an ostrich trying to bury its head in the sand of a mammoth desert. "It was kind of you both to follow me. Im sure I was pleased to see you," he offered weakly, hoping that this would lead to Catarinas bringing him more liquids and perhaps a hammer with which he could smash in his skull.

  Magnus felt too weak to move in quest of a liquid, himself. Healing magic had never been his specialty, but he was almost certain that moving would cause his head to topple from his shoulders. He could not allow that to happen. He had confirmation from many witnesses that his head looked superb where it was.

  "You told us to leave you in the desert, because you planned to start a new life as a cactus," Catarina said, her voice flat. "Then you conjured up tiny needles and threw them at us. With pinpoint accuracy. "

  Magnus chanced another look up at her. She was still very blurry. Magnus thought this was unkind. Hed believed they were friends.

  "Well," he said with dignity. "Considering my highly intoxicated state, you must have been impressed with my aim. "

  "Impressed is not the word to use to describe how I felt last night, Magnus. "

  "I thank you for stopping me there," Magnus said. "It was for the best. You are a true friend. No harm done. Lets say no more about it. Could you possibly fetch me - "

  "Oh, we couldnt stop you," Catarina interrupted. "We tried, but you giggled, leaped onto the carpet, and flew away again. You kept saying that you wanted to go to Moquegua. "

  Magnus really did not feel at all well. His stomach was sinking and his head was spinning.

  "What did I do in Moquegua?"

  "You never got there," Catarina said. "But you were flying about and yelling and trying to, ahem, write messages for us with your carpet in the sky. "

  Magnus had a sudden vivid memory, wind and stars in his hair, of the things he had been trying to write. Fortunately, he didnt think Ragnor or Catarina spoke the language he had been writing in.

  "We then stopped for a meal," Catarina said. "You were most insistent that we try a local specialty that you called cuy. We actually had a very pleasant meal, even though you were still very drunk. "

  "Im sure I must have been sobering up at that point," Magnus argued.

  "Magnus, you were trying to flirt with your own plate. "

  "Im a very open-minded sort of fellow!"

  "Ragnor is not," Catarina said. "When he found out that you were feeding us guinea pigs, he hit you over the head with your plate. It broke. "

  "So ended our love," Magnus said. "Ah, well. It would never have worked between me and the plate anyway. Im sure the food did me good, Catarina, and you were very good to feed me and put me to bed - "

  Catarina shook her head. She seemed to be enjoying this, like a nightmare nurse telling a child she did not especially like a terrifying bedtime story. "You fell down on the floor. Honestly, we thought it best to leave you sleeping on the ground. We thought you would remain there for some time, but we took our eyes off you for one minute, and then you scuttled off. Ragnor claims he saw you making for the carpet, crawling like a huge demented crab. "

  Magnus refused to believe he had done any su
ch thing. Ragnor was not to be trusted.

  "I believe him," Catarina said treacherously. "You were having a great deal of difficulty walking upright even before you were hit with the plate. Also, I believe the food did not do you much good at all, because then you flew all over the place exclaiming that you could see great big monkeys and birds and llamas and kitty cats drawn on the ground. "

  "Gracious," Magnus said. "I progressed to full hallucinations? Its official. That sounds like . . . almost the most drunk I have ever been. Please dont ask questions about the most drunk I have ever been. Its a very sad story involving a birdcage. "

  "You were not hallucinating, actually," Catarina said. "Once we stood on the hills yelling Get down, you idiot, we could see the vast drawings in the ground as well. Theyre very grand and beautiful. I think they were part of an ancient ritual to summon water from the earth. Seeing them at all was worth coming to this country. "

  Magnus still had his head sunk deep in the pillow, but he preened slightly.

  "Always happy to enrich your life, Catarina. "

  "It was not grand or beautiful," Catarina said reminiscently, "when you were sick all over those mystical and immense designs from a civilization long gone by. From a height. Continuously. "

  He briefly felt regret and shame. Then he mostly felt the urge to get sick again.

  Later, when he was soberer, Magnus would go to see the Nazca Lines, and commit to memory the trenches where gravel had been cut away to show naked clay in sprawling, specific patterns: a bird with its wings outstretched in soaring flight, a monkey with a tail whose curves Magnus thought positively indecent - obviously, he approved - and a shape that might have been a man.

  When scientists discovered and spent the 1930s and 1940s investigating the Nazca Lines, Magnus was a little annoyed, as if shapes scored in stone were his own personal property.

  But then he accepted it. That was what humans did: They left one another messages through time, pressed between pages or carved into rock. Like reaching out a hand through time, and trusting in a phantom hoped-for hand to catch yours. Humans did not live forever. They could only hope what they made would endure.

  Magnus supposed he could let the humans pass their message on.

  But his acceptance came much, much later. Magnus had other things to do the day after he first saw the Nazca Lines. He had to be sick thirty-seven times.

  After the thirtieth time Magnus was ill, Catarina became concerned.

  "I really think you might have a fever. "

  "I have told you again and again that I am most vilely unwell, yes," Magnus said coldly. "Probably dying, not that either of you ingrates will care. "

  "Shouldnt have had the guinea pig," said Ragnor, and he cackled. He seemed to be bearing a grudge.

  "I feel far too faint to help myself," Magnus said, turning to the person who cared for him and did not take unholy joy in his suffering. He did his best to look pathetic and suspected that right now his best was really excellent. "Catarina, would you - "

  "Im not going to waste magic and energy that could save lives to cure the ill effects of a night spent drinking excessively and spinning at high altitudes!"

  When Catarina looked stern, it was all over. It would be more use to throw himself on Ragnors tender green mercies.

  Magnus was just about to try that when Catarina announced thoughtfully, "I think it would be best if we tried out some of the local mundane medicines. "

  The way mundanes in this part of Peru practiced medicine, it appeared, was to rub a guinea pig all over the afflicted sufferers body.

  "I demand that you stop this!" Magnus protested. "I am a warlock and I can heal myself, and also I can blast your head clean off!"

  "Oh, no. Hes delirious, hes crazed, dont listen to him," Ragnor said. "Continue applying the guinea pig!"

  The lady with the guinea pigs gave them all an unimpressed look and continued to go about her guinea pig business.

  "Lie back, Magnus," said Catarina, who was extremely open-minded and always interested in exploring other fields of medicine, and apparently willing to have Magnus serve as a hapless pawn in her medical game. "Let the magic of the guinea pig flow through you. "

  "Yes indeed," put in Ragnor, who was not very open-minded at all, and giggled.

  Magnus did not find the whole process as inherently hilarious as Ragnor did. As a child hed taken djamu many times. There was bile of goat in that (if you were lucky - bile of alligator if you werent). And guinea pigs and djamu were both better than the bloodletting someone had tried on him in England once.

  It was just that he generally found mundane medicine very trying, and he wished they would wait until he felt better to inflict these medical procedures on him.

  Magnus tried to escape several times, and had to be forcibly restrained. Later Catarina and Ragnor liked to act out the time he tried to take the guinea pigs with him, reportedly shouting "Freedom!" and "I am your leader now. "

  There was a distinct possibility that Magnus was still a tiny bit drunk.

  At the end of the whole horrific ordeal, one of the guinea pigs was cut open and its entrails examined to see if the cure had been effected. At the sight of it Magnus was promptly sick again.

  Some days later in Lima, after all the trauma and guinea pigs, Catarina and Ragnor finally trusted Magnus enough to let him have one - just one, and they were watching him insultingly closely - drink.

  "What you were saying before, on That Night," said Catarina.

  Catarina and Ragnor both called it that, and in both cases Magnus could hear them using the capitals for emphasis.

  "Dont fret," Magnus said airily. "I no longer want to go be a cactus and live in the desert. "

  Catarina blinked and winced, visibly having a flashback. "Not what I was referring to, but good to know. I meant about humans, and love. "

 

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