He’d met the Moroccan Wizard Nebuzener, a wizard of wizards. He said he was 420 years
of age and couldn’t die as he’d been given a longevity potion at one hundred to promote
another fifty years of life, but unknown to him, a wicked dwarf in Khartoum had added
a kitchener plum juice which everyone knew made the potion very, very potent. Therefore
he was 420 now and going on for half a thousand years. Nebuzener had been in the
bazaar seated on his large throne-like seat. Willy loved it at first sight. It was
made of white gold, sleek and elegant.
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