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Mrs. Opular “Well, me and Maia were just watching the news talking about the storm. So, I am glad too, and I’m sure she is too, right Maia?” Maia “Yes, Mom.” Mom always knew when I was snooping. It was like she had a built-in …

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Trickster

The Artist vs. The Magician While under the black willow tree , working his magic in front of all his amazed viewers. Loud cheers spread out in the air and this cheers were not coming from a far. One of the Artist viewers notices that, …

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Laughter

When the days of old laughter ceases to exist and the dead smiles faded like lite mist. With tears of running blood, infusing with the misty environment. Accompanied buy their feasting friends, who enjoy a good meal of no laughter from the cold silence. A …

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Trick

The Artist vs. The Magician There is a story to be told of a great Artist and the Magician, on how they became two skulls asleep under a tree. Long, Long in a time when the grass was greener then the serpent eye. There was  …

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