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June 21, 2005

Ted: The Fragrant Reckoning

Brenda smelled death. She lit a cone of incense.

Then she saw the sidhe.

"Mmmmm."

"Pardon?"

"Your offering. It pleases me. I will grant you a wish."

"Are you a demon?"

"No. Wrong mythos. What is your wish?"

"Are you an angel?"

"Beyond legend, beyond memory, that is where and what I am. I am not part of your pantheon on father, son, and ghost. I am the truth! You, who made the irresistable scent should know that. Now, for the last time, what is your wish!"

"I just wanted the smell to go away," she whined.

Her nose vanished.

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