Song: “Smoke and
Mirrors” by Gotye from Making Mirrors
(Picture from http://www.warble-entertainment.com)
Felix the Magnificent woke, sweaty and gasping.
He had a dream. The Dream, come to it.
On stage. All eyes on him. The spotlight so bright that he
can’t see a single thing besides it.
But he’s on fire. Metaphorically speaking. A bunny out of
the hat here. A lady sawed in half there. A harrowing water tank escape before
your very eyes! He can do no wrong.
And then…the voice.
Somewhere in the ground, Felix can never see where, but
somewhere it comes. Quiet but commanding. Everything but the voice goes silent.
“He’s a fraud.”
Felix would protest, show another trick. See, not a fraud at
all. But the voice remained unconvinced.
“Fraud!”
Another trick. Another shout.
“FRAUD!”
Now Felix is protesting. Yelling at the voice. Screeching he
innocence until he’s hoarse.
“He’s no magician. He’s a wizard!”
Felix tries to convince the crowd. But slowly he realizes
that it’s true. He is a wizard! He’s not doing tricks or illusions. He’s
casting spells. He is a fraud!
And the crowd knows it too in that moment and they storm the
stage, enraged.
“We came for a magician, not a wizard!”
“No one wants real magic!”
The mass of people tear the stage apart around Felix ending,
horribly, by smashing his top hat. And this is when he awakes. Terrified.
He catches his breathe. Checks himself over. Sighs in
relief.
He’s just a magician after all.
Which is good. Because no likes wizards.
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