The Magic pizza

Old Man Bill

He was a hunched, skeletal old man, almost compleatly blad except for chunks of dirty gray stringy hair here and there on his head. He had a long, thicker, beard hanging down from his chin and it looked like all the food he'd ever eaten got trapped into it and he never washed. He had an old tattered brown cloak that went up to his knees and sleeves that went a couple of inches past his elbow. The cloak has dozens of patches all over it. Where the cloak didn't cover, you can see the man's bony limbs. He looked like he had never eaten a thing. He had pale leathery skin with scars on his arms and his pinky was missing on his left hand. In his right hand he was holding a wooden cane wich he placed all his weight on.  In his feet where the thinnest and the oldest snadles he had ever seen. It looks like he'd worn them his whole life. What most scared Cameron and what he most noticed about about this man was his eyes. His eyes were wild and wide open. They were filled with craziness and excitement, like a little kids eyes. They were lit up and acyive, scanning the market place.

The old man spotted Cam. His eyes lit up with excitement even more and he showed off a almost toothless grin. His teeth were a mix of brown and yellow and Cameron was pretty sure he saw one or two wooden ones. The man second Cameron to come. Not wanting to be rude Cam hesitantly walked toward the old man.

On the man's. Stand were vials filled with diffrent colored liquids. The one that caught Cam's eyes was one filled with thick blackish purple liquid with red flakes in it. Aside from the vials were many little tiny jars filled with colorful dust.

"Why, hello there young man"

"Good morning sir" Cam replied

"I saw you looking my way and thought maybe you'd be interested in my many products, eh? "
The old man waved his skeletal arm toward the mysterious items. Cam cleared his throat and asked nervously "And wha-what exactly are you selling here, sir?"

"Oh no no no. I don't sell, you see? I trade!" He gave a hysterical cackle.

"So, what exactly are you trading here then?"

"Magic!" The old man gave out another burst of laughter. Cam's mouth went dry. Could this man actually be selling magic? He'd heard that few had possession of it but he never believed those crazy tales. "Magic you say?"

"Oh yes!", the man gave another grin," you see," he gestured towards the vials "these are magic potions. Some will give you the power to see in the dark, other's would give eternal youth, one gives you the power of invisibility!"

Yea, this man is full of rubbish.
" So you say. How about these?" he gestured to the tiny little jars , "What about these, sir? "

"Ah, those. Those are magic dust! " he called once more "These are worth more. They have more...supernatural powers. For example, one can turn you into any animal your hear desires! The other one gives you the ability to talk to animals. The other kills you in a second and the other makes any inanimate object come alive!"
Yea... Cam wasn't t buying this nonsen. He planned to report this man
"Sir, may I ask for your name?"

"Well, it's Bill!"