"Your discovery is remarkable, but it comes to late for me." Said Faquarl as Bartimaeus and Nathaniel as one raised the staff to deal the death blow to Faquarl.
An instant later, Faquarl was destroyed. It has always been unknown what was the Djinn's last thought at this moment. But I, a scholar interested in the minds of Djinn, have decided to take it upon myself to come up with an acurate picture of the last moment of Faquarl's mind.
Ah, if there was one place I could go,
In these last few moments of life,
Only one place in this world that I know
Would ever give me respite from strife
The kitchen.
Oh how it sparkles in manifold delight
Look at the pots, the pans glimmer
In the bright florescent light!
That is where I would be, as my essence shimmers
The kitchen.
I can not go back,
As my essence is blown away
From that idiot Bartimaeus's attack.
It is a bitter taste, but what the hey.
Disclaimer: I have no idea where this idea came up, but Faquarl is not owned by me.
This is my first journey into Bartimaeus fanfiction, so bear with me and please review!