Let’s face it, when you think of fantasy you rarely would group Afro and fairy together. Well, eat your heart out because representation is everything to me.
I’ve always believed in the fantastical. If dinosaurs existed, then why not dragons? Surely there are lesser beings (lesser than God) that mystify the mind.
The beauty of magic is that it exists in all forms. It looks like nothing, yet somehow looks like everything. It’s why there is tales of it no matter where you look in history.
Oh, you know that magic exists. When the leaves shift from greens, to golds, and purples, and reds. When you look into a misty day with wonder and awe. When the smell and the calmness of a rain, soothes and electrifies the spirit all at once. You know there’s magic.