dear dubhead,
"The smallest things are the most magical," he said to the crowd with the greatest of confident grins. They stood mesmerized, more wrapped up in his words than the dust whipping around them. He climbed higher on the courtroom steps with each milestone. He was four steps up with six to go. The arc of his pitch was a beautiful thing and he glowed while curving higher. "In fact the most powerful force in the universe is invisible. In its presence mountains are miniature, cannons blast soft breaths and lightning strikes insignificant." The crowd whispered but only briefly before their gazes transfixed again on the charismatic gent scaling the steps before them. "I will now unleash this monumental energy before your very eyes but you will see nothing for as I said this force is invisible." Some children hid in their mothers' skirts while others crept closer with curiosity. The man closed his eyes like curtains and let the anticipation crackle. When he opened them again the lids fluttered with the wind passing through his lips. A single note rang out, rose, and then lifted again in a melody made from the moment. The crowd's eyes widened, their skin tingled and muscles tensed. A gasp almost escaped but froze. In a flash the collective energy plummeted like a pigeon hitting glass. The man of the moment held his melody true as the crowd grumbled and dispersed, for he knew his message to be true, music was the greatest force in the universe and someday he would perfect his pucker and the world would feel the pure power of his invisible song.
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