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Death Magic.
"Abra Cadabra!"
The Magician said, tapping his gloved hand against the curtain,
once the velvet sheet was lifted, the boy was gone.
The crowd could hear a magnificant scream,
The curtain was then dropped again,
laying flat on the floor.
With terror, the Magician lifted said curtain,
all over the floor of the stage were the curtain had been,
were ashes,
Slowly, the lights went off, one by one...
A soft wind blew through the room, despite there were no windows.
The ashes blew away, revealing red stain marks,
there was something written among these marks, and it read :
"I know, you destroyed me, magician... My blood will forever stain your heart...
My mind will haunt you untill your own death comes, I despise you... Magician."
But, the Magician did not fear this, instead...
He let out a cruel, cold laugh... and smiled.
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