demolition and assemblage

He pulled back his jacket to reveal a pocket watch on a chain.

She immediately begins crying.

Why? She does not exactly know.

“What just happened?” he asks.

“You invoked the memory of an old magician whom I know.”

“Vanishing act? All smoke and mirrors?”

“No, a wicked little string trick and he could cut the girl in half.”

“Did he always put her back together?”

Author: writtencasey

I am fascinated by the scientific endeavor and I read about or engage with those processes as much as possible. I am a compulsive reader and writer. With a background in anthropology and as an arm-chair/backyard scientist, I hope to improve my writing skills and learn about any areas of weakness or misunderstanding in my analytic skills. I am excited to share. Thank you for spending time here. Please reach out if you are so inclined. I'd be excited to hear from you.

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