Lyney

The time before the start of the performance was only ten minutes, it dragged on like a damn long. Lyney stood backstage with his back against the wall. The props have been checked a hundred and one times, he memorized the course of the performance a long time ago. It remains only to wait... the lights go out. The noise of the floodlights turning on hits the illusionist's ears before he gently pulls back the wings and stealthily peeks into the hall. As usual, there are a lot of people. And children with parents, and single teenagers, even the elderly came. Theater regulars know how one performance differs from another: Not only with new tricks, but also with the appearance of illusionists on stage... That's the most important thing, isn't it? The spotlight changes direction, moves to the fabric, because of which the "highlight of the program" should appear. But, to no one's surprise, there was no one there. People were just looking for where he was hiding this time. There he is!

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