The lamp talks back

Suddenly, the lamp stopped vibrating, and a voice echoed throughout the marketplace. "Fool!" it boomed. "Neodijnni cannot be just wished free from their lamps!"

If Astra had looked frightened before, it was nothing compared to how she looked now; she was absoloutely paralyzed! However, this was only from the neck down; her head was looking wildly around in every direction of the marketplace, searching for the source of the voice. To try to put her at ease, Fred cleared his throat and cried out, "Who said that? Who's there?"

"Can you not see it is I?" boomed the voice again, so loud they were forced to cover their ears "This is the voice of the Wonderful Lamp."

Astra managed to muster some courage, and stuttered, "Mi... mister Lamp..."

"Wonderful Lamp!" the voice came again. "Call me only 'Wonderful Lamp'," and then turned suddenly soft to add, "please."

Fred felt compelled to say, "But wouldn't a rose by any other name..."

"Silence!" boomed the Wonderful Lamp.

"Wonderful Lamp, then," stammered Astra again. "Wh... why have I been sucked into, er, into you? What has happened to me?"

"Alas, you should be wondering what has happened to me! It is the only way to explain what has happened to you, and why."

"Uh, then, what has happened to you?"

"Listen carefully, for it is a story of woe and sorrow."

1. "I was once human"
2. "I was cast by dwarves with only one purpose"
3. "I was the lamp of a prince of the far east"

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