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After a long summer day In a place not far away… A boy named Jeremiah Hazelnut was tugged in bed To dream of the dream that he always had. Every night to his mother Jerry did say “I want to be a magician one day!” And each night she would reply – as mothers do – “One day, sweet son, your dream will come true.” And as mothers do she kissed him good night Soon Jeremiah Hazelnut would sleep tight… And soon – very soon – as dreams sometimes do… The dream that he had … would come true.
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He was not mistaken. Behind his own reflection in the clear window glass the Treewalker could see him sleeping. The boy with the dream.
Jeremiah Hazelnut. The Marquis de Hoto's new student.
With a fleeting smile, he imagined his apprentice's face when he'd see him, a six foot rabbit wearing a flamboyant red tailcoat, for the first time. Soon however, the young human would realize, this was only the beginning of a fantastic journey.
A journey free of boundaries...
...between worlds.
...between possibilities.
Every step a step towards adventure on his path of mastering the art of arts: Magic.
For a few elusive moments the Marquis gave in to the warmth of precious memories; but eventually, the nocturnal wind's chill dragged his wandering thoughts back to reality, reminding him of this unfamiliar feeling of restlessness and dark clouds gathering on the horizon.
Tomorrow his apprentice's training would begin.
The magician threw a last glance through the small house's window, before he stepped into the night's shadows.
Yes, great things awaited this boy.
