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Owen Note: man I got paid so much for this bc of swear jar

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Any number of things can capture the imagination and create something from nothing. The stars in the sky are just far enough away to invoke a spark of adventure, a work of art can inspire generations when displayed for all to see, and a simple problem can spark the need for a solution.

What imaginations come from these things, however, is where the fine line lies.

In Wakatoshi’s home, the television was the only source of entertainment for a child, more often than not. He would spend much time in front of it, watching cartoonish animals leap across the screen or see - but not understand - what was going on in the world if his grandfather changed it to the news station. He quickly became fond of one set of shows in particular, to the point where he begged his parents to buy him a VHS of the performer.

After receiving it as a birthday gift, he put it in when his grandfather was easing back in his chair for a nap. Minutes later, he too was reeled in by the illusions being presented on screen. Wakatoshi moved to settle between his legs, excitedly talking about the magician. They watched it together, seeing him move across the stage and perform an assorted manner of unique tricks and feats, showcasing his wide repertoire of talents. Wakatoshi saw him leap through fire, only collapse on the other side, alit, then being doused and standing up just fine. He saw him swallow swords, play with dangerous animals, and even defy death when he dropped into a container filled with water and forced to escape.

But none of these compared to Wakatoshi’s soon-to-be favorite act: the saw and the box.

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Kaobon Tandeki Boy - Jéan

Owen Note: kids these days and their newfangled technology

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“Chase your dreams, mon prince. I’ll support you every step of the way.”

Jéan took those words to heart each time he displayed to his father some new steps he had learned, or the outfit he had put together himself that morning. Each smile gave him that support, and it settled his heart… for a time.

He quickly learned that people would give you attention and compliments if you sought out to obtain them. Other students in grade school said things that his ears longed to hear, and he managed to get into the after school dance classes, learning the barebones of ballet. He would later learn this wasn’t true ballet - and that loving clothes and dancing got you in deep water with the other kids. Each time something happened, his father would call him that name - mon prince - and say that he still cared for Jéan, that he still loved him.

But like every prince’s fairy tale, they have to face their beasts and pass their tribulation.

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