here is your own magic staff. Use it well and there is nothing it cannot do for...

here is your own magic staff. Use it well and there is nothing it cannot do for you." He placed in Milo's breast pocket a small gleaming pencil which, except for the size, was much like his own. Then, with a last word of encouragement, he and the Dodecahedron {who was simultaneously sobbing, frowning, pining, and sighing from four of his saddest faces} made their farewells and watched as the three tiny figures disappeared into the forbidding Mountains of Ignorance.

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