Year of study: fourth
Assignment type: paired (without mentor)





“This is so lame,” says Dale as I open a doorway to the faerie paths. “It’s just one of those little quarkazole thingies.”

“Quirkizil,” I correct, widening the doorway.

“Whatever. My point is, they’re not even dangerous. I could handle this perfectly fine on my own.”

“Sure,” I say. “I’m happy to stand back and watch while you take care of the situation. Now let’s go.” I hold my hand out. We have to maintain contact while traveling the...