spirits of earth

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“Bob,” I said plaintively.

“He’s a gargoyle,” Bob said. “Not like those cheap things Ancient Mai does. Basil here is one of Etienne the Enchanter’s master projects—a spirit of earth.”

“Like you’re a spirit of air?”

“Hey!” Bob said, outraged. “He is not like me. He’s…”

Basil was looking studiously into the middle distance, but he let out a low growl that shook the stone of the roof.

“…practical,” Bob finished tactfully. “He’s so practical it can sometimes be mistaken for idiocy.”

Twelve Months Chapter 36