"Do you have one? Do you have images on it?" She had been entranced by the luminescent color and what she assumed were faithful portraits of Sunny brothers. "I will not take it apart if you let me see it. I am a wizard and an artist, not a tinker. It is only the beauty I am interested in."

If she did not, perhaps, sound like a child, it was only the effect of the years on her voice. Her eyes were wide and luminous with interest.