There was a magician on the sidewalk. He called himself ‘Wonderful Williams The Weather Wizard.’
He was astonishing. He wowed the crowds with illusions and magic tricks that the world has never witnessed before. He summoned miniature tornadoes and air sprites. He made soft fluffy clouds form around himself and then he vanished, only to then materialize from thin air afterwards. The crowd were enthralled and thoroughly entertained. They were calling him a genius for inventing such tricks.
But of course, I knew they were not just merely tricks. They were real.
I was watching him from opposite the road, disguised as a gardener watering the plants. If anyone looked closely, they would notice the water emerging from my fingertips, not the hose.
He was one of us, I’m certain of it.
I raised my head to the sky and focused, making the rainbow appear. Soon, they will be here to collect him.
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