Thursday, August 16, 2007

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"The Magician" by Giger.


In 1314, John Samuel Innsburg, itinerant magician of the court of Louis X, called the turbulent, achieved one of his greatest hits: completed his promise to disappear the public to see it, without exception. After his stunt, many thought that this was the greatest magician of the story, and others had no doubt that it had made a pact with Lucifer, which ensured that even had a shadow, because the evil had leased for mischief. Some priests said he had seen mingling amiably with the Templar James de Molay and his Saracens, but the prosecution never found official handle. Apparently, he enjoyed the affection of King Louis and his uncle, Charles of Valois valid. However, the reputation of magician accompanied the biography of the man who should be held more wise than sorcerer. But you know, the devil load inks historians.

The case occurred in Glasgow in December 1314. King's company had made a stop in town to carry letters of friendship to the noble royal Scots, and mime buffoons and harlequins and the group took the opportunity to ride his Tarantino and take a few extra shillings, which would not hurt to mitigate the rigors winter promised to be long and difficult. The scourge of the plague and had taken a third of the population of the islands, and nobody seemed to be in the mood for the antics of the clowns.

But John Samuel, persevering, lifted his small stage and launched his challenge:

- A shilling! A bright golden shilling for which frustrated my trick! Shouted in the middle of the market.

The respectable citizens of Glasgow, exhausted by hunger and cold, would not have been able to pay attention to the wiles of a cheesy magician if the word "shilling" had not been tangled in his promises.

- I challenge anyone for a shilling! Cried the wizard.

A large crowd came and willingly paid three pence to the magician's hat boring required to enter the bet. When the small yard was crowded, a great backdrop surrounded them and knew nothing that stood out. But tell that everything went as follows: John Samuel Innsburg

asked the public to be taken out of hand, because the trick required the union of the vital forces of each, then uttered the words that invoked the gods of forms and bodies:

- Astoth, Zalath, Sadmec! Dissolve! Lords the shape, volume and density! Dissolve in ether infinite vaults of the world! "They heard terrified those who were left out.

For several minutes there was silence. And then were the applause and the cheers.

When the curtain ran, the public stated that during those minutes, they had all disappeared, and they knew not well how, John Samuel Innsburg was just standing on stage. None could explain how he witnessed the wonder if he was not there. But no one demanded to be rewarded with the bright shilling, and were well spent by three pence.

A week after that feat, each and every one of those attending the show died from furious black vomit, watery eyes, blood and stubborn fevers. The plague had taken, perhaps a mouse would have bitten or one of them would already be infected and sickened others. John Samuel Innsburg only came to the Draft and unusual age of 105 years.

Some historians argue that these extra years were the reward of Astoth, Zalath and Sadmec, the implacable gods of forms, by the sacrifice of the public in every village I visited. But you know, the devil load inks historians.

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