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[sans_dimension]

All shapes and sizes, ages, numbers, from worlds beyond thinking, from the darkest parts of our hearts, the lightest clouds of our souls. But what are they, you ask? Gifts. Gifts in the form of those you knew, those you loved, those who died by your hands or fell at your feet. Illusions, ghosts, figments of your imaginations, it matters not. They

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[bitingnightmare]

Give up the hashish, it's doing nothing for you.

[sans_dimension]

I assure you, my only vice is alcohol~

[bitingnightmare]

Everclear, Moonshine?

1/2

[sans_dimension]

Simple, but not without charm~

[sans_dimension]

No ghosts accompanying you today?

[bitingnightmare]

A small handful, nothing I can't deal with. And you?

[sans_dimension]

None. Leaving me alone and at peace!

[bitingnightmare]

Not that you'd be incapable of handling it either?

[sans_dimension]

I would welcome the chance for guiltless indulgence!

And how fairs the magician?