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"I'm sure that the next wish you grant will work perfectly," Jeremy said, putting his arm around Saras. As much as the D'Jinn wanted to lean into the hug, he found himself straightning and pushing his shoulders back and lifting his chin in defiance.

“I doubt it.” saras said, crossing his arms in front of him and levelling his eyes straight at Ravin, suddenly angry. “I tried to talk to you about the wishes, but you didn’t want to listen. You instead ran off somewhere, so it isn’t as if this is my fault!!”

Although Sarosh knew this only to be half true he still felt badly, and began to wilt. His shoulders slumped again and he looked down at his hands sitting in his lap. He knew that it wasn’t really Ravin’s fault. Although he had tried to tell him, Saras’ power seemed present, not absent as he had intended to say, and worse of all completely unpredictable now. Something much worse, and much more dangerous then it had been before. His anger with Ravin evaporated and suddenly he felt it directed more at himself. Now, it seemed he could grant wishes, but they were horribly twisted versions of the intended wish. The sort of wish a malicious Genie would cast when he didn't like his master.

Saras felt self-pity rising in him, replacing the initial anger. Tears borded on the edges of his large eyes. For a moment he was surprised, as he felt one begin to trickle down his cheek. Being far too vain to let anyone see him break down into a mess, he wiped it away quickly with his sleeved, leapt up and stalked away from Ravin, Jeremy and the fire, hoping to find a quiet place to wallow in his misery.

He stomped (rather gracefully for a stomp) towards the pond, thinking it would be quiet. But he found people there, and a rather large commotion, so he instead circled around to the far side and sat on the edge under some large willowy trees with little white blossoms hanging from them. He hugged his knees close and began to cry, feeling sorry for himself and wishing that he wasn’t a genie, and that the wishes he had to grant wouldn’t go so horribly wrong and instead do what they were supposed to--make them happy.

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