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We watched from our picnic blanket, wonderstruck and bemused, as three rugs came spiraling down out of the noontime sky, curling to earth in billows of ruby and damask rose and the most regal of royal blues, gilded tassels flawlessly knotted.
The djinni floated down beside us a few minutes later, his own conveyance a gold bolt of velvet still trailing sparkling dust. "I lost my novices in the smog over Burbank," he explained, stroking his braided beard. "That's the thing about flying: Once you get high enough for it to be seriously fun, a fall can be rather dear."
He saw me fingering the fabric on one of the carpets as he wound the others up into his sleeve, and mentioned that he was looking for new trainees. You know I like my fun steep, so you held fast to my arm, the clouds above like spills from an hourglass of the finest sands.