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VEELA MAGIC

My name is not important, so I will not tell you.

My love, my life...these were important. And these are what I shall speak of.

The shock, the pain, the excitement and surprise...

The happiness.

The happiness that ended three minutes ago, when you dropped off into your eternal rest.

I shall tell you my story, and you will listen, for I know that someone cares out there. That someone will give a damn that my love...

My love meant something to someone.

I have held out thus far, and as soon as I die, all information of my life will be transferred to you and be played before your retina.

You will see what I saw, hear what I heard, feel what I felt, and know what I knew.

How is this possible?

Magic.

Veela Magic