[wish granted: marina s.]
[The wish granter, he tried. He really, really did. But the wish of another gets in the way of hers a little, and it doesn't work out right. Instead of curing little Nathan completely, as intended, his condition is only improved. About 50%, give or take, but what ails him is still present. The only sign of the wish being granted, partway, is the appearance of a pendant around the boy's neck; the Rod of Asclepius. It glows, day and night, but not as brightly as it should. It's dull, like a bulb turned only to half strength.]