287. Drunken Pope

"Why do things fall down? Well, it's called Gravity, Chonky. Everything in the universe has gravity, even you and me. But our gravity is negligible; meanwhile, the land we stand on is vast, and its gravity is equally greater. So it keeps us and everything around us tied to it. It's called Newton's Law of Gravitation. 

"Its formula can be written as the force of gravity acting between the earth and any other object is directly proportional to the mass of the earth & the object and inversely proportional to the square of the distance that separates the centres of the earth and the object."

"..."

Miraj's ears fell, and he looked at the sky and then at Sylvester. "Inver… Propo? What? Your words, what do they mean, Maxy?" 

Sylvester shrugged and started packing things up. "Forget it. That Newton is useless for most people in a world of magic." 

"Who is Newton?"