The Act

The stage was set for the special performance. Audience’s most anticipated moment finally arrived. The wizard took a bow humbly standing at the right end of the stage.

He requested for a volunteer. A woman stood and reached the stage. He softly asked her to stand at an elevated platform. He signaled the assistants, they tied a pocket watch to her neck, the dial being just above the collar-bone. He then blindfolded himself; the assistant gave him a bow and an arrow.

The platform started revolving. The audiences were silent as dead; lights of the hall were dimmed, augmenting their anxiety. He put the arrow on the bow, aiming straight, towards her. He was keenly observing the ticking, every variation of it with the revolving.

She was nervous, sweating; repenting her decision.

He finally discharged the arrow. The acute arrow hit its target breaking the watch-glass, piercing the watch. She sensed her end.

But the real act started after that hit, before the arrow could penetrate her skin, the arrow transformed into flowers.

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The audiences gave a standing ovation, astounded. She, dumbstruck


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