Magic of Darkness {Prince-Yet}

Narrated crime-story portrait of a detective on-retreat suddenly having track of an evil magician whose crafting of bad-luck gossip and lady-vanishings intersecting with art makes helmets.

Injecting another (extra) piece/fiction (about criminal magic) in-between my Mysterio (Marvel Comics) globalism trilogy. Happy January (stay safe/warm) and MLK-Day things too! 

DISCLAIMER: This work of fiction contains images/references with no ties to any representative person(s)/body and is (therefore) cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views/translations).

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"I found myself in a horrid-rapture in Europe, surrounded by waves/sounds of war negotiations coming to sought closers, concerning powers and trade-minds of the Western world and Russian-interest. I found myself taking time as a detective requiring vacation-time but stumbling into a hideous bad-magician case of women vanishing for street/cyber commentary (Facebook-like)."

MR. THORN: I tell you this complete truth that these women are my angels, sir.

ME: I've been following your travel-circus routine and noted the gossip timing, sir!

MR. THORN: I'm (merely) a magician with female saw-cutting acts on-stage for IQ.

ME: Sir, I tell you complete-truth that if I evidence of your foul plays and jail you.

MR. THORN: Keep looking, Mister Detective, for these ladies vanishing ain't me.

ME: Sure, sure, sure (Facebook-like).

"Friends, I knew Mr. Thorn was lying through his crooked-teeth as an unholy bad-magician of darkness. Every time he performed, there were street-gossip reports/words of ladies vanishing, and perhaps he thought the victims were allusions of the women he took on-stage as 'angels' for his wondrous female saw-cutting illusion(s) acts of great bravado for toast (damn). I knew Mr. Thorn was no magician but the Devil himself (wow)...Facebook-like."

SCOTLAND-YARD: We know of some vanishings near the time of the Thorn-act.

ME: That's why I implore you for some shreds of clues/cues for my damned study!

SCOTLAND YARD: Well, Thorn's left this area of Europe and is now near yours, sir.

ME: I need this evidence that Mr. Thorn's got no black-cloud following him.

SCOTLAND YARD: Right, he insists the vanishings near his theater is coincidence.

ME: He wants all Euros to believe it's (merely) bad-luck for storytelling, sir!

SCOTLAND YARD: We'll see what we might find...for art, friend (damn).

JOURNAL_SCRIBBLES: "I had found my innocence deformed, despite the complete-truth that I'd been an avid-watcher of magic's fun illusions and games and art since boy-years in America...and I didn't want to discover Thorn's evil honestly (but did)...and when I deduced he wanted some pattern-connect between bad-luck claims of deception and (actual) lady-vanishings, I knew he'd seek some theater-site where a woman/women vanishing would parallel some known/recorded Euro/historic tragedy and thought of the locale of Jack the Ripper and nabbed Thorn in the act of choking a woman in the alley of the Whitechapel area where the Ripper roamed/reigned...and I felt finally divine (Selfie-like)."

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)