"You have a very black and white view of the world, wizard," Autor says, shaking his head, as if it's the saddest thing he's ever heard. Well, at least in a while.

"Fairy lights? I've never heard that term, but it makes sense," he says. "Though she'd probably lau"--and as his wistful commentary on Rabastan's statement sinks in, the boy colors.

Slowly. Painfully. Spectacularly.