"Oh, right. You have a magic stone. But can it help us?" the elf asked Jon.
"Well, it's a wishing stone, so yeah, I think it will."
"A wishing stone?" the elf asked, his eyes wide with hope. "With that, you could save us all."
"Yeah, but what should I wish for?" Jon asked. "I don't think I have to wish that Santa was dead. I could just wish that the Darklyte is dead. Or maybe I could wish that the Darklyte never came to Earth in the first place? That might change a lot of history."
The elf thought for a moment, then said ...
