I would buy it good Sir but the truth is… I don’t believe in magic - says the witch who has grown tired of playing useless tricks and casting flawed spells -. But it has never failed, you say? And it will give me all the strength and the grace, all the talents and the music and the eloquence? Ah, but there you see my dear sir; I believe you should know that I no longer care for words at all. Yes, I heard! It requires no effort, I will fall asleep and in the morning everything will be there. I must admit that it is quite tempting, but it's just that I don’t see how that will make any difference.
Oh, you think it was Destiny’s make that you happened to cross my path tonight? Well, perhaps you’re right but if you look around you will realise that it’s been a cunning act from this Fate you talk about, although it could well be just a mistake in keeping track of time, because everyone’s gone already so there’s no more use for those marvels you’re offering me now. Farewell then good man, go along! However, before you go, since you’re so keen on potions and charms take this one here. It contains my memories and dreams, my secrets and incantations. Find them a new vessel fit for them. Find them someone fearless and skilful, someone fresh and full of hope but most importantly, someone with enough patience to make them work.
And if that Destiny you mentioned earlier should make us meet again we will pass by each other’s side as strangers because you won’t recognize my face and yours, I will certainly forget.
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