Francis continued to suckle from Cheliba the genie for some time. He swapped to her other breast after about five minutes. As he did, he had some sense of the power her tit-milk was connecting him to. It was becoming very great, and he wanted to test it--to use it. He felt he could perform extremely powerful acts of magic.
He released the genie and stood up. He concentrated on his town--the people and the places. He decided to make it into his own, personal, kingdom. He gripped the fabric of reality and walled off the town, and the area around it, into a pocket realm. He allowed it to have day and night, and food, goods, power, and water just seemed to show up, but no one and nothing could leave--no messages out. People could come in, but then they were trapped.
Francis also converted the old casino he was in. It became a large walled arabic fortress, several stories tall, overlooking the town. A magic field around the fortress kept unwanted visitors out.
Francis had Ann and Cheliba follow him to the highest tower of the fortress. He looked out over his town and said... |