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It seemed like everybody wanted a piece of me today. Humans, djinn, imps who had no right to be within ten feet of me, and what had I got now? Just what I needed, more bloody humans! I’d clapped eyes on this one just as I'd landed from doing a circuit of the city. I’d had wings at the time and not exactly the subtle kind either, closer to the big feathery angelic type. Needless to say I was getting a bit of a funny look. I couldn't quite decide whether I felt threatened or not, so I rolled up my metaphorical sleeves and squared up to them.
If truth be told, it wasn't a very intimidating sight. I had taken Ptolemy’s* guise, and my thin stature didn't make much of an impression, but I was busy, and had no time to play the all powerful djinni. “What do you want now? Three wishes, perhaps? A river of gold? All your wildest dreams in one neat little package? Not that kind of demon. Shoo.” I made an appropriate gesture with my hands, demonstrating my suitably haughty demeanor.
