The Trickster

I turn my back and he screams. 


I turn back and he smiles.


I attempt to put a spell on him and he gently pushes my hand away.


The battle has been epic, long... I'm weary. 


Finally, he rests.


Exhausted I lie down and turn the light off.


He laughs.


He laughs for the first time in his life. 


Three months old and already a trickster.

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