Fortune's Fool // Jack Wilder

Fortune's Fool // Jack Wilder

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When my mother was alive, magic was the only string that kept her and I together. The silly card tricks, even pulling a rabbit out of the hat. It all connected me to her, pulling me into a seemingly better reality than where I was. But in the blink of an eye, she was gone. That string snapped. Magic was only real if you believed, and at that point, it was just a game to me. All it did was provide false hope. I forced myself to keep performing for her, deceive others into thinking that what they saw was real. Seeing magic fill others with joy made me question; why. Why would seeing something impossible make someone so happy? Because seeing is believing. And the closer you look, the less you'll see.
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Highest rank #73 in fantasy #18 in voodoo #79 in Philosophy There are times when everything around fades and the voice of the past starts dominating the times. When the waves are lurching high to touch the sky. When you feel the eerie presence within you. Something which is trying to drift away, something tearing you apart. Into two different versions of yourself. What would you do? Destroy the other? or would try to understand it? Love will always be by your side guiding you, showing you path giving you strength, enlightening you. At each and every step. You are risking everything. More precious than your breath. More dangerous than bloodwars. More familiar than unfamiliar. What's going to happen when you are going deeper into the past? What revelations are going to bring it down? What magic is working? Will love save the day? Only the Midnight can tell. Only the Archer can understand. Will they be together in the end? What's going to be unmapped? Catch the Underworld train to know everything;)

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