A long, long time ago I learned how to cast a spell. It really is not very hard, as long as the procedure is followed exactly. First you need a eye lash from the eye of a white goat. One hair, no more. Seal the hair in a new earthen pot and bury it in a dung pile for 15 days. After exactly 15 days, dig the pot up and break it open. Inside you will find a small serpent. Kill the serpent with a knife that has never been used before. Dry the serpent in the sun for one week. After the week is up, grind the serpent up into a fine powder. To cast a spell, in the light of the full moon, you simply sprinkle a bit of the powder on the object or person you want to cast a spell on. After the powder has been dispersed, say the words "Dring, Drang". The spell is cast.
Now, you may very well wonder how I learned to do this. It is because of my love of motorcycles. When I was a young man, not only did I own several motorcycles, I was really into building model motorcycles. But I wanted something different, something really unique. I was told about a small shop that sold very unusual models. It was located in a bad part of the town and was very creepy looking, but I went in anyway. There was a very old man in there and I explained what I was looking for. With out saying a word, he disappeared into the back of the shop and was gone a long time. I was about to leave when he finally came back. He had a box with a picture of the 1953 AJS motocross bike that Lenny Smith rode in the 1953 British Gran Prix.The model even came with a rider that looked like Smith. It was very detailed, everything was the same. It even came with a little packet of dust to sprinkle on it, so that it looked it just got done racing a moto. It was very expensive, but I had to have it. I took it home and went right to work on it. By the time I got it done, it was almost midnight. All that was left was to sprinkle the dust on. I didn't want to get the dust all over my table so I turned the porch light on and took the motorcycle out to the driveway. I set it on the driveway and tore the packet open. As I was sprinkling the dust on the motorcycle, I noticed that something was printed on the packet. The moon was full, but I could not read it by the moon light. So I turned around to read it by the porch light. I read the words out loud, it said "Dring,Drang". Then I heard what sounded like a tiny engine running. I turned around just in time to my model motorcycle racing down the driveway, into the darkness. Never to be seen again.
