they took a short cut through an alley as the sun sunk completely into the horizon , taking the last bit of warmth with it . `` we ca n't take any wild guesses . '' i doubt we can stand even two full days of attack . '' a spell of forgetting , on its own , was simple but strong ; it could erase a day 's events beyond any recovery . then i muttered , `` i wonder what the you of my world is like . '' but the facts speak for themselves . 