She dropped out of her classical music program and abandoned her scholarship to travel to Europe and be an au pair. Because seeing the world seemed like a better life than spending long days in practice rooms the size of a closet...

Dispatches From The Institute of Magical Historicity

Encore -a dispatch from The Institute of Magical Historicity

Once there was a species of animal that looked up at the stars and tried to find the rules governing them. At first, because it could not see very far, the species made rules that governed nine planets and a few hundred stars...

A Concise History of The Heavens -a dispatch from the Institute of Magical Historicity

Sitting in a cafe, a young man on a first date tries to impress the woman he fears is too beautiful for him by performing a card trick. It fails. All three times. And the expression on her face burns itself into his hear, where it will stink of char and fear. What he does not know is that the three cards he pulled by accident are the most important in her life...

Magic Trick

Once, there was a great tower surrounded by a wall of sharp thistles in which a gentle princess was kept prisoner. A dragon too, lived within the wall. Its massive body wrapped around the tower, guarding it from any who approached. And there were many...

The Tower And The Dragon -Master - 1

In a small in Switzerland, just underneath a mountain, there is a quiet restaurant where the villagers never eat...

Forbidden Fruits -Master - 1

Once upon a time, there was an Idea lost in a woods. It flitted from tree to tree. And when it touched a leaf, it thought it was an idea about leaves. And when it touched a caterpillar, it thought it was an idea about caterpillars. In a clearing, it thought it was an idea about the sun during the day, and an idea about the moon at night. And these were its favorite times...

Insight -a dispatch from The Institute of Magical Historicity

There was a young girl who lived in a large house near a warm beach. For as long as she could remember, she would walk along the shoreline and collect shells. And for as long as she could remember, she did not grow up, but was forever a young girl.

Returning - a dispatch from the Institute of Magical Historicity

"Once there was an old man and a young girl who walked from city to city, begging for coins. He would hold his antique cap out and tell stories of old wars in a quivering voice, while she would place one scarf on the ground for coins and hold another in her hands and make it dance and spin around her as though it were alive and swimming through the air. When they had spent three days in each city, they would depart again, however many coins were in their possession, and take the darkest road, whatever direction in went."- Inspired by a prompt by John Marx

The Twilight Prince

A young woman who had moved to the city and learned the art of sculpting from the last legendary survivors of a once boisterous scene now shivered in her garret each night, in fear...

A Story About Fear - a dispatch from the Institute of Magical Historicity

Once very long ago, the world and all who lived on it were protected by a goddess. Great was her power but infinite was her mercy. And her sacred voice breathed in the ears of every living thing...For more info about the Institute, visit magicalhistoricity.com

Deprivation - a dispatch from the Institute of Magical Historicity

There once was a city built high around a mountain lake, famous for its watchmakers, its clockmakers, and its precision engineers...

Timekeeping - a dispatch from the Institute of Magical Historicity

Because not even angels or demons could know the place and time of their true death, there is a woman with long white hair and fiery eyes who guides the bones of the dead across the world...

The Courier - a dispatch from the Institute of Magical Historicity

A long time ago, long past the memories of your ancestors, there was a man born inside a hut, in a land that was constantly on the verge of famine...For more information about the Institute of Magical Historicity, visit MagicalHistoricity.com

A Brief History of Prosperity - a dispatch from the Institute of Magical Historicity

In a hip farm-to-table café in Prague sits a man who calls himself “the last alchemist.” It is a lie in the eyes of God, but not one that matters to most of the people he meets. For more information about the Institute of Magical Historicity, visit MagicalHistoricity.com

For Sale - a dispatch of the Institute of Magical Historicity

It was said, among the prosperous and powerful inhabitants, to beware the swans that live on the river that wound through their city of art and industry. Learn more about the Institute at MagicalHistoricity.com

Habitat - A Dispatch of the Institute of Magical Historicity

Once the largest private library of esoteric historicism in the world, in 1635 the Institute moved its headquarters from Prague to Zurich and began accepting qualified members. In 1927 The Institute of Magical Historicity moved its headquarters to San Francisco and became a private, membership based, academic think tank. Our mission is to leverage our unique history and resources to research, document, and explore the numinous in all its manifestations. We offer limited classes to the public, as permitted by the Amsterdam “Forbidden” Accords.

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Dispatches From The Institute of Magical Historicity

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