She throwed me the newspapers.
"So, you will become a magician?"
I took the papers, read the headline aloud;
"The chamberlain wish to remove unnecessary subjects from the classrooms"
I watched the fair girl's face. She looked at me back without any kind of emotion.
When no response turned back to me, I continued.
"But magic cannot be counted as 'unecissary', that's ridiculous! How is people entertained, how will ideas spring, how will building, like the very one we're sitting in be built?"
She looked away, and aswared me with a dreamy tone.
"They do not care about entertainment, they care about productivity. They do not care about ideas, that aren't their own. They want a human machinery, complete, without magic"
I stared at her, shocked. She were completely correct, yet she where not mad or upset in any way. The world around her might want to kill such a talent as her one day, but yet she decided to just sit, and wait for the sword to strike her down.
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