Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy


February 8th 2017 in Microfiction

The wizard traveled, living many lives, bringing magic to many worlds, all with the intention of leaving the mistakes he’d made behind. “No more lying,” he whispered to himself. “No more subterfuge.” In each and every place, he coaxed reason from madness, settled the thorniest of disputes, and sacrificed much to various noble causes (while resisting all attempts to put him in a position of power). “I’ve been there, done that, you see,” he would tell them, “and it’s no good for me.” “No more hiding,” he encouraged them (while waving goodbye) and the wind swept him up, up, up to another adventure. The white wizard looked forward to everything that was in store for him, but he never forgot his time in Oz.

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