<br/>The book is brightly coloured and has a rainbow on the front, and the word MAGIC in big round letters on the front. Inside are six cardboard pages of the type suitable for preschoolers, and each page has a single line<br/><br/><strong><em> "Red is for blood magic of power and sacrifice<br/><br/> Orange is for fire, that vital spark of life<br/><br/> Yellow is enchantment, illusion the unseen<br/><br/> For healing, life and growth the colour is green<br/><br/> Blue is for water, ice, wind and snow<br/><br/>Violet is time make it fast make it slow."<br/></em></strong><br/><br/>Trenholme grunts as you read it, "I have an official guide to magic, it's 500 pages of small type, and trust me it's less use than that kid's book. So where we are going has magic right... and other things."<br/><br/>The sparkling voice comes over again. "Ladies and gentlemen, please hold tight to your seat and ready your sick bag, time to dimension hop in Ten, nine, something, seven, the rude one, five... three ... four... two... one... and...<br/><br/>The whole vehicle tips smoothly sideways, and a ripple comes across it, making your insides twist. If you were the type to feel sick on a boat or a plane it would really get to you. Trenholme is merely staring out the window into a swirl of pinky purple...  From the cockpit the man's voice comes over, "Seriously? You still can't count?"<br/><br/>"I got it mostly right!" Squeaks the sparkly voice indignantly.