"We don't do big magic. Lucinda's the only one. It's too dangerous." "What's dangerous about ending a storm?" "Maybe nothing, maybe something. Use your imagination." "Clear skies would be good. People could go outside." "Use your imagination," Mandy repeated. I thought. "The grass needs rain. The crops need rain." "More," Mandy said. "Maybe a bandit was going to rob someone, and he isn't doing it because of the weather." "That's right. Or maybe I'd start a drought, and then I'd have to fix that because I started it. And then maybe the rain I sent would knock down a branch and smash in the roof of a house, and I'd have to fix that too." "That wouldn't be your fault. The owners should have built a stronger roof." "Maybe, maybe not. Or maybe I'd cause a flood and people would be killed. That's the problem with big magic. I only do little magic"