The Magician's Nephew I met a man who fell from the sky he laughed as the wind tickled him. He told me of playing under a red sun with the magician's nephew who gleaned darkness from between the stars, making it into ribbons to tie into his hair.
I met a man who fell from the sky he laughed as the wind tickled him. He told me of playing under a red sun with the magician's nephew who gleaned darkness from between the stars, making it into ribbons to tie into his hair.