Shut up, Ray.

“This is the story of a boy named Pete Coutinho, who had a spell put on him. Som…”

“Out in the stone-pile the toad squatted with its glowing jewel-eyes and, maybe,…”

“It wasn't gloom at all, really. There were lights and colors. If it hadn't been…”

“What he'd find there, of course, was up to Pete. But he was sure there were mag…”