It was time for bed.
'Blow the candle out, husband.' said the old woman.
The old man slid across the floor to the mantelpiece where the candle burned.
Taking a deep breath, he blew. The candle went out, the window fell out of its frame, trees were uprooted, pigs were left homeless and a house in faraway Kansas was ripped from its foundations and sent hurtling into an imaginary world where it kllled a passing witch.
The old man went to bed.
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