After a long life on the stage, Mr Marelli decides to make one last show no one will forget.
You can listen to the audio below, read the original story on Fictionspawn Monsters – The Last Trick of the Illusionist or check out the edited version on Steemit.com/@fictionspawn
The Moon Ball is a story about a young juggler, Jermone, who’s not doing well in his profession at all. The balls keep falling down, and the king’s soldiers chase him away. One day he finds an extraordinary ball in the bushes. It becomes his career’s great turning point.
You can listen to the story in the video underneath, read the new edited story on steemit.com@fictionspawn or read the original story in two parts: The Moon Ball and The King’s Desire. There’s also a third part, called Execution, which is not included in the audio story. I hope you enjoy it, thanks for stopping by.
Mirk is going to a school far outside of town to study his mathematics studies. He walks all day, and does not arrive until night fall. He realises things are not what they seem.
Another version of this story is published in written form earlier on Fictionspawn Monsters, called Uncountable Numbers. You can listen to the story here, or read the new rewritten version on Steemit.com@fictionspawn
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Link Pt 1: The Moon Ball
Link Pt 2: The Moon Ball – The King’s desire
-We got him, your Majesty!
-And the ball?
-Here it is.
-Splendid. The King held the ball in the air, looked at it. -Make sure it doesn’t disappear again. And as for the thief… I want him executed in front of the castle tomorrow. People must see that the King is not to be stolen from.
The rebellion in the south was giving him quite a headache. This would send a message to the people.
The next day the square was full of people…
Link to part one.
I’m going on a journey, the old man said. Keep studying, I’ll soon be back.
Mirk nodded. His master slowly faded and disappeared.
For years he had been studying hard, though time worked differently here than back home. He had read so many books, calculated so many formulas. He’d learnt how to change little thing around him, make things appear out of nothing, duplicate, shrink and float in the air.
It was the first time he had the house for himself….