71 – What Witches and Fairies Have in Common
Phases are reflected, distorted, and reflected.
The image reflected in one mirror spreads over the other mirror, and the image reflected in the other mirror spreads over the other mirror, reflecting countless images, making one person dozens or hundreds. In the opposite mirror, innumerable images are copied as if they lead to another world, and the mirror becomes a wall dividing the world, being copied and reflected countless times, adding to its bizarreness.
And at the end of it, the phase at the place where it changed like a point starts to move.
Is it the owner who moves it?
Are the figures in the mirror moving?
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A landscape that shakes one’s ego and drives one’s mind out of one’s mind just by taking a quick glance.
In the center, the fortuneteller was playing with cards.
He put a card on his finger and spun it around like a top, played while shuffling, and repeatedly bounced and received the card.
It was like a magician playing with cards, or a clown playing a joke while waiting for customers.
Skip.
Just as the fortune teller continued playing with his hands, something strange happened at the entrance to the tent.
It was a very small sound, as if something was passing by.
“Oh my~ I see you’re coming soon?”
It was a small sound.
It was a snarky sound when an insect flapped its wings and bumped into something, a snarky sound when a multi-legged creature crawled without paying attention to the noise, and a snarky sound like a spider crawling on the ceiling when it tripped and fell to the floor.
It was such a very small sound.
However, the sound was small but continued, revealing a clear presence.
Skip.
I hear a sound.
A small sound moved through the tent’s entrance, crawling and climbing the walls.
Skip.
Another sound was heard.
It pushed the air and leaped through the air, soaring through the air and filling the ceiling, just as a flapping and flapping bird does.
Skip.
The sound of its secret crawl was like that of a creeping snake rolling upside down on the ground. There was a bizarre sound that made the mogol soft and smooth, as if it was crawling on the ground with scales rather than a soft belly. The sound of the sand rubbing against the scales and wriggling made me even frightened to imagine that it was not a snake, but something in the shape of a snake, crawling on the ground and staring at me.
And all those sounds began to merge into one place.
It resembled the sound of a swarm of insects flapping their wings, and was very similar to the sound made by small leaves shaking on a dreary night.
“Honey, are you here?”
The fortune teller smiled as if he had waited as he saw the flying insects forming the mask-like shape in front of his eyes.
Then he stopped playing with his cards and stood up.
The shaped insects began to speak by moving their mouths slowly, just like a person opening their mouths. Mosquitoes flying around with a thin sound acted as vocal chords, and moths making sounds by bumping into each other helped.
[ Hey-nyeong-ha-gaa? ]
A sluggish, noise-like sound.
It was a thin, muffled voice.
The voice was enough to make your skin grow goosebumps just by listening to it, but the fortuneteller replied with a smile as if his voice didn’t bother him.
“I can’t say hello baby. Like this”
“You made a joke, but how could IWelcome back, you son of a b*tch.”
A feminine voice that sneered and raised one corner of her mouth.
And as if to follow, a low, thick voice followed from the mirror.
“C-i-fa-r. Are you going to rip off my baby when I said it smells like someone else?”
“Baby. Where did you learn the manners of leaving a nasty little bug in front of someone else’s karma?”
“The smell of your bastard was too vibrating for it to be just a message.”
“Where did you bathe in blood and fill your belly with rotting corpses? A stench stings your nostrils from your own body. How can you make a boundary with a tent and still smell?”
The fortune teller stroked his beard and glared at Jinseong.
The fortune teller took a boxing stance and glared at Jinseong.
The fortune teller slipped her cards into her fingers, ready to blow at any moment.
The fortuneteller was pointing her finger excitedly.
Countless.
There are so many shapes of fortune tellers that it’s hard to count.
The reflected, radiated, and stretched images were staring at Jinseong while doing different actions.
On the other side of the opposite mirror, the fortune teller climbed over the wall and approached him, and the fortune teller stood upright on the floor, breaking and shattering and changing shape. In the image formed in the air, a fortuneteller stepped on the air and surrounded Jinseong, and in the wall built on the ground, steps were taken in an infinitely wide space. He was dazzling with a gait that didn’t know where he was going.
[That’s right. ]
[I came to say hello, can I treat you like this? ]
The entity called the fortune teller became a colony, and the colony soon became an army.
It was as if the body made of worms was surrounded by troops, but Jinseong spoke as if he did not feel any pressure.
“Hello is something people do. It’s not you, you monster.”
“I think I know who he is. There was a lively girl among the pretty ones, and you’re the witch doctor next to the pretty ones, right?”
“A pretty girl smells faintly, so I thought it was normal, but it’s not unlucky.”
“He looked so grotesque as he passed in front of the tent. He almost threw up?”
“Besides, it’s so damn f*cked up to leave a baby bug at the door. Dog-baby.”
“I felt it then. Ah, a monster kid is coming here today.”
Many fortune-tellers speak in female voices. Saying so alternately in a man’s voice, he drew a card from his hand. The sun was drawn from a deck created by mixing trump cards and tarot.
It was a card with a picture of a smiling woman in a dress, with yellow and scarlet sunflowers growing as if they were piercing the sky.
“I was just interested in the pretty girl because she was lively, but a monster came to visit?”
“Go away, you bastards of the Habsburg family who walk around with your little sister. Why, why don’t you even get married? You’re like a bastard that even my mother won’t recognize.”
“Oh my, that kind of swearing won’t work. Looking at it, I don’t think the smell is different and it’s not the same blood.”
“Well, there’s no way that monster bastard sister could be a human. hahahaha!”
Flames bloomed in their hands as they spoke as if provoking Jinseong. The sunflower drawn in the sun became a blazing flame, and the flame made a shape by emitting light like a blooming sunflower. At first glance, it was in the shape of a sunflower, and it was similar to a very small sun blooming in the palm of your hand.
As if the dead were lighting a flame at the graveside, the cool light inside the tent instantly became a place for banquets with all kinds of flames floating around, and like a lantern used by a messenger to guide a lost soul, With a tempting light,Started to straighten up.
“You f*cking monster! Get out of my house right now!”
And along with the outbursts of anger, the lights began to draw lines all at once.
Like a shooting star falling horizontally, the light reflected in the mirror and expanding all at once flew towards the insect. It was like flames wriggling their tentacles and moving forward, and it was similar to the sight of countless soldiers firing tracer bullets all at once in pitch-black darkness.
Dismissed!
Widely!
Tadadak!
The mask disintegrated again and turned into a bug and tried to hide in all directions, but it was difficult to avoid in the tent where the perspective was distorted and the space was distorted. Because of that, the worms were hit by the burning flames and turned to ashes and fell to the floor, and eventually, not a single worm was left behind and all disappeared.
So all the bugs are gone.
The shape of the mask that had a bizarre appearance.
The sound that was stimulated by the noise mixed with noise also disappeared.
But the fortune teller did not let go.
“Don’t let go. It can’t be this easy.”
“Oh my gosh, I know.”
“I’m sure he’ll come again. Again… Oh, my God. You disgusting bastard.”
One of the fortune tellers contorted his face.
“Was this young necromancer?”
Darkness was growing in the place where the corpses of insects were gathered.
The ashes melted into darkness and became paint, and the paint spread and smeared again and again as if it were painted black in the light, forming a shape.
It seemed to be made of shadows, and it took on a human form before I knew it, and I was so happy that I danced on my shoulders and tore my hair with my fingernails, creating long mouth corners that reached my ears.
“I thought it was a riverman or a witch doctor. C-Pal. Why does a necromancer bastard smell like that?”
“Isn’t it because I killed a lot of people?”
“How many times have you killed such a bloody smell? It doesn’t come from the skin, it seems to come from the inside. Did you come out of your mother’s stomach and eat all three meals with human meat?”
“Maybe – oh don’t you know?”
The fortuneteller glared at it as it twisted its body and danced on its shoulders as it pulled out a card.
Some fortune tellers give cards with wands on them.
Some fortune-tellers give cards with swords on them.
A fortuneteller gave a card showing a bleeding vampire lady with a languid expression on her face.
So many fortune-tellers drew cards like swords and guns, and surrounded the dancing evil spirits.
And in the midst of that threat, the evil spirit sang while showing the inside of its dark red mouth.
“The baby next door is getting married-“
Dirty blood flowed from his gaping mouth.
“The bachelor in the back house is going to be hanged.”