MATT'S NOTE: This one is sourced from "THE monologue." Bonus points if you can guess :)
THE WIZARDRY (any gender, late teens to late thirties)
I... I... uh... I'm sorry Heir Morgan, I didn't expect it to be so cut and dried. Do I want to join the wizardry?
I thought I knew the answer. It's an honor to be asked. All my life, every time I felt, well, powerless around people, every time my family has problems with money or house repair or illness... this was always at the back of my mind: I'm one of the few who knows about the wizardry and someday I'm going to join. And then these problems are going to be turned on their heads and then...
Well that's what's got me hung up, I guess.
Can you tell me Heir Morgan? I don't want to seem snooty, I just want to know a little more about what I'm getting into. But that's the thing, you aren't permitted to tell me, right? Nobody knows why there's such a high number who drop out or vanish? I know my parents were asked to join long ago and they didn't... they could have saved themselves so much crap but what were they backing away from?
"Do I want to join the Wizardry?"
Is that your invitation or your warning?
Copyright 2016 by Matt Haynes.
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