Gobelen shook his head and smiled. He seemed more amused than insulted that we questioned whether we really saw him or not.
“You still doubt your senses, Dear Rescuers. You still believe the jinn to be merely the creations of stories, found nowhere but in the minstrel’s song. Why do you wonder so when we’ve been talking all through the night? I tell you we a very real, and not only us. Consider something with me—consider that all myths have their roots in reality, and that all stories have some truth to teach. Open your minds and let me fill them with images of the horned and winged horses, and the folk that dwell in the waters. Let me reveal the image of the chimera, unravel the legends of dragons. I will tell you a story of the wonders I communed with before my imprisonment. Only listen with open mind and heart, and soon you will marvel, as I do, at what God has created.”