Weed graveyard far far away.

Jon vanished with a soft pop; along with every weed in the garden. *How could that wish have backfired?* I wondered. Then I remembered the thistle he had been holding. *He must have gone wherever the weeds went. If they went somewhere at all ...* ****\* Suddenly I was elsewhere. I could feel sand underfoot and a gentle breeze on my face; but it was too dark to see anything. After a moment of near panic I remembered the rock. "I wish there was a lit lantern on a table five feet in front of me." I blinked from more than the usual reaction to the rock's magic as the light hit my eyes. But the lantern allowed me to see that I was standing on a beach with the weeds from Karyn's yard scattered over the sand. I could hear a low roar of surf in the distance; along with a few unidentifiable animal sounds. It wasn't til I looked up that I realized how far from home I really was. TWO crescent moons were visible overhead; and a third near the horizon. *Wouldn't this be a wonderful place for a picnic?* I thought. "I wish ..."