Nothing is more difficult to read the future ... especially to those who can change it. The Wizard knows it, and think back, as some have arrived in the shop crystal balls for divination, dusting and showcases, to sell. A particularly beautiful attracts his attention and posing in front of him, on the counter. The shop is closed, at last, and has plenty of time to reflect. It lets look into the ball, relaxing and seeing the first images are of his nefarious past. Hogwarts, long journeys, the quest for power ... defeats. Nagini, in which a beardless boy cut his head and that bloody battle that killed him. His face distorts in a parody of a smile while caressing the glass, opening the mind to other views. He does not need to revise his past haunts him enough when he closes his eyes.
The lighthouse, after a short while, the mist contained in the object. A sunny day, and the wizard comes up, book, hat, cane fishing folding chair ... then everything disappears in a blurry haze. From present to future is a leap in the dark, and only blurred images emerge from the darkness. Faces, men and women, some known, others not.
But the future can not be read at all. The fate of many is already mapped out all the details: are those whose imagination is not enough to change it, without knowing who follow paths already traced by others, whose end is unknown.
For others, the Destiny is not a vague track, one direction, but the roads to get there are so many to the point that only by following them you can know. The Wizard thoughtful look at the dark, into the crystal ball, which so well reflects his fate. There is no way of knowing more than that: every step is different and what would, he can not see anything but a vague direction. Far away, like a light at the end of a long and dark. That light is the goal, and at the end of every street. But the road is dark, until this comes to light it.
With a sigh, Tom cleans the ball with a silk cloth, mutters incantations purifiers, you must affix a price tag and the laying other. Nothing is written at all.
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