Magic Man lived a long time ago in a place far far away.

Magic Man wore a hat that housed his powers. Never took it off for fear of losing it.

When he got too old to perform magic, Magic Man left his home in search of an apprentice.

During his travels, Magic Man encountered a world unknown to him. He loved and loathed what he saw. He desired and cried incessantly. His emotions were mixed, his magic wat patchy, his hat was ragged.

I've met him during his travels. It was by the inn on the High Steppes that he was so tired that he fell asleep on foot when he stumbled in. I helped the keep carry him to a room that was to be his last.

The stories I heard from him changed my life. The brief encounter was so brief and deep at the same time that I lack words to describe it. His last words I shall take to my grave. His wishes are my wishes now. His travels were not in vain.

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Magic Man on the Loose by Hulki Okan Tabak

Photography by Hulki Okan Tabak, January - February 2020 Digital Painting variations and Photoshop editing by Hulki Okan Tabak, January - September 2021 Concept and the story by Hulki Okan Tabak, September 2021