I don't really want to write this in properly (i.e. with the hygenie telling the story and Terry asking questions and whatever, so I'm just going to write it here and now and fix it up later). The good thing with doing your planning in November is that you can copy and paste it directly into your novel and it's not cheating because you wrote it in November.
Okay, so a long time ago, there was nothing and then there were people, and there were animals and plants and all the rest. And then there were genies. (As you may be able to tell, I haven't quite worked this out in an uncliched manner) The genies just appeared one day. And they found that they could do things that the other animals and so forth could not. And then they found out that there were a lots of things that they could only do if someone else asked them to do it.
But they weren't confined to receptacles until later in time. I don't know who does it or why, but they make them live there. Probably someone was jealous... perhaps they wished for it, and the genie in question didn't really think anything of it. After all a human can't do magic without a hygenie's help.
Genies are naturally giving. Sometimes they give too much of themselves, and then that's how they die.
Whatever, this is so not going in the novel like this.
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