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They looked like tinkers, but there wasn’t one among them, she knew, who could mend a kettle. What they did was sell invisible things. And after they’d sold what they had, they still had it. They sold what everyone needed but often didn’t want. They sold the key to the universe to people who didn’t even know it was locked. “I can’t do,” said Miss Tick, straightening up. “But I can teach!
And it didn’t stop being magic just because you found out how it was done.
Now…if you trust in yourself…” “Yes?” “…and believe in your dreams…” “Yes?” “…and follow your star…” Miss Tick went on. “Yes?” “…you’ll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren’t so lazy. Good-bye.”
Somewhere, all stories are real and all dreams come true. And they’ll come true here if they’re not stopped.
