Admit it, most of the time when we write these stories we're indulging in fantasies of
revenge or pleasurable indulgence to escape the stresses of the here and now. But it would
be nice to get passed those temporary fantasies to really ask, if I really could change my
life how would I change it. Therefore, here's a story intro to allow just that.
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There was this magic seed. It looked like a propeller seed but it wasn't a real seed. It had
been around for thousands of years floating here and there randomly. But whoever it
landed on, the magic would begin.
Now the person the seed landed on would not be aware of the seed. It didn't matter what
the person did or said. The seed drew it's inspiration by reading the deepest desires of the
person's heart and granting those desires. There were limits to the magic. It could not
reshape the entire world. It only altered things locally. Also, the seed had to always be
beneficial so it could not do magic that would harm people. It could change people
mentally and physically but could not grant desires for vengeance or desires that would
enslave or diminish the life of anyone else. The seed only did good.
Today, the seed landed on . . .