Each Tuesday, rather than a POSSIBLY IRRITATING
ESSAY, I'd like to both challenge you and lend a helping hand. I generate more
speculative and teen story ideas than I can ever use. My family rolls its
collective eyes when I say, "Hang on a second! I just have to write down
this idea..." Here, I'll include the initial inspiration (quote, website,
podcast, etc.) and then a thought or two that came to mind. These will simply
be seeds -- plant, nurture, fertilize, chemically treat, irradiate, test or
stress them as you see fit. I only ask if you let me know if anything comes of
them. Regarding Fantasy, this insight
was startling: “I see the fantasy genre as an ever-shifting metaphor for life
in this world, an innocuous medium that allows the author to examine difficult,
even controversial, subjects with impunity. Honor, religion, politics, nobility,
integrity, greed—we’ve an endless list of ideals to be dissected and explored.
And maybe learned from.” – Melissa McPhail.
F Trope: black
magic
Current Event: “In many
popular video games, such as Final Fantasy, white and black magic is
simply used to distinguish between healing/defensive spells (such as a
"cure") and offensive/elemental spells (such as "fire")
respectively, and does not carry an inherent good or evil connotation.” (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_magic)
Pastor Kim Dong Shik made a face and said, “I don’t dislike the game. I
dislike the redefinition.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” said Martin Caine. A couple other boys from
the youth group stood behind him, nodding.
Pastor Kim took a breath, but Trevor Mena cut him off, “You sure you’re not
just trying to get us to stop playing a game you think is evil or something
dumb like that?”
The pastor bit his lower lip for a moment then said, “Define ‘black magic’
for me.”
The third boy, Aagaard Zorilla said, “That’s easy – black magic is what you
use to defend your characters from attack.”
“As opposed to what kind of magic?”
“White magic, of course!” said Trevor.
“Yeah, when you want to attack, you use black magic.”
“Or if you want to summon any of the elementals like earth, air, fire or
water.”
Pastor Kim nodded. “So do you think that’s been the definition all along?”
All three boys looked puzzled. Finally Aagaard said, “That’s always been
the definition I’ve used.”
“Care to hear a more…historical definition?”
All three rolled their eyes.
Pastor Kim laughed and nodded, saying, “Oh, I get it! Anything that’s older
than you isn’t important anymore!” Even though Trevor and Aagaard laughed,
Martin found himself stepping back. Pastor Kim smiled sadly then said, “So you
don’t think I’m important anymore?”
The smile on the faces of two of the boys disappeared. Martin’s grew as he
said, “Too bad you’re one of the only ones who noticed.” His voice had dropped
an octave and his skin, instead of flushing red like a blush, was flushing
black as if the toxins from pasturella
pestis had flooded his blood vessels.
The pastor’s eyes bugged a bit, but Martin made a face. The old-fashioned
“holy man” was supposed to run away, terrified of the spell the mage had cast
over Martin a few weeks ago. The mage – a college professor Martin had heard
speak at his sister’s college one night – had assured him that old-fashioned
christianity wasn’t relevant, let alone imbued with the kind of power mages
controlled.
When Martin had mentioned his pastor was pretty cool, the professor had
laughed and asked if he wanted to be truly empowered – granted power great
enough to make any old christian drop to their knees in quaking fear. Martin
had shrugged and said, “Sure.”
At the moment, his chest swelled and he felt taller than he’d ever felt
before. He seemed to be able to look over Aagaard and Trevor and down on Pastor
Kim.
But instead of cowering, Pastor Kim…
Names: South
Korean, American, Uruguayan
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