I have never believed in magic, no matter how much I wanted it. Power, the means to make my life as I wanted it? Of course it was all I wanted. Born to nothing but pain, loss and constant failure... it would have been a blessed thing to have. 

Of course, that desire, that fierce earnestness toward the power to make change ended up being key to the magic I wanted. 

Looking back, I wouldn't have changed a thing, but honestly, it was a terrifiying prospect for me. Magic came a price, it always did in fairytales, which is sort of what my life became. 

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My name is Marshall, and honestly... I would have paid that price a million times for all I got out of it. I still would, even now... 

For it gave me magic... and most importantly... 

Anton. 

This is my story, of the day that I finally found a path I felt comfortable walking, no matter it's dangers. 

This is my story, our story....