It is the “stuff of legends”Not real.Would that it were.Oh, would! I wish I could employ itOnly once! To make everythingEverything – Right.ButIt it onlyStuff of Legends.
Ah ha! You are sadly mistaken. Magick is in the eye of the holder, for to believe is to open the gateway to all opportunity. (Note: Magick is as such, and magic is the guy who pulls a rabbit out of his hat.)
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