†Aylward Reinhold† ‡Me Wise Magic‡

*A young man, in his early twenties gets of his chrome horse, and walks out. He is in a mix mash of clothing. His boots, the typical biker boots, black with silver buckles. Falling over the top of them and up his legs is a pair of blue jeans, held up with a belt, common on every level. On his left leg is black and silver knee brace, with or without such, he walk with a profound limp. Tucked into his jeans is white and gray T-shirt, over that is a old style black long coat with black and red ruffles on the lepta and on the end of the sleeves. Around his neck are two black cord necklaces, one with a pentagram, the other one as the tree of life symbol for the Jewish mystic arts of the Kabala. On the bridge of his nose sets a pair thin-framed glasses. Oh his right shoulder laid straps for the backpack that was on the man’s back, and in his left hand leaned on, is a cane, plain but for the silver handle, and the black wood it was made of. He smiles to have a smile for everyone but is ice blue eyes hold mysteries of countless ages. *

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