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Thursday evening, a reasonable evening, fellow photographer Andy Douglas and I decided to take a little photo walk.

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    As we wandered down the winding paths, we stumbled upon a gent keen to introduce himself

    The wise man took the time to talk with us and pose for a couple of shoots.

    Amos the Blue – I wondered what sort of power this wizard could harness.

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    Drawing a big puff on his pipe, he took the scroll from within his belt and read a few words

    Something inaudible but it worked and created a glowing floating orb

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    Controlling the orb within his grasp he lay it to rest gently above the palm of his hand,

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    Taking one last long draw from the finest pipeweed mix

    He then struck the orb

    With his sword consuming its power!!!

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    It was at this point he explained there has been a calling, “The Wizards shall meet”

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    Tilbo the Green – A powerful wise wizard set to roam

    We joined him at his fire, as he seemed to be using potions drawing power from health and mana

    Creating abnormal glowing sparks from the fire

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    And harnessing thier strength in one hand

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    And drawing it to the other

    Tilbo the Green suddenly raised from his seat pulling that power as Amos the Blue came storming by

    Confrontation – battle commenced

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    With spells cast the light trails blazed

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    Colliding blows were made from both sides!

    With magic balls thrown

    And near misses happening time and time again, this was getting intense!!

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    As the magic balls exploded at Amos’s feet

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    He struck back firing another burning light from his staff

    With one last glowing magic ball Tilbo strikes again as Amos moves faster than I could see

    Ready for another shot, the explosion of power creates a sudden silence, heard only above the ringing in the ears and just glimpsed at through the smoke.

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    As the smoke settled, the wizards both completely unscathed, turned, faced us, wished us farewell. – “Till our next meet!”

    “now, one last spell”

    and as the last of the light glowed

    and faded

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    They dissapeared under a rainbow