Once upon a time there was a wizard
who lived in a semi-detached house with
his wife and kids. Every day he went to work
in an office and in the evening
did spells in the garage as a hobby.
Neighbours would often stand outside
and gaze in amazement at the colours
and sounds coming from the narrow windows.
One day the wizard lost his job and that night
there was no magic to be seen. Ashamed, he looked
lovingly into the eyes of his wife
as she began to fade. He hugged the kids
as they began to dissolve into colourful sparks,
then went to watch TV to take his mind off things.
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1 comment:
Would make an excellent illustration :D
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