This phrase had to become my life’s slogan. I remember it since I was a kid. Years passed but I still don’t own enough magic. If you don’t differ from me, the best advice I can give is to practice and be stubborn. I did it every day until I was not satisfied with my skills. I gained “creation magic”. I was happy with my status but kept it secret from peers. Older people were disappointed in what I got. They said such a sort of magic was rare and useless. In their opinion, it served more like a childish thing that couldn’t bring many benefits. Theoretically, I had to form colorful illusions, but my hands symbolized nothing. I tried but I failed in depicting anything. After many attempts, I discovered creation magic’s secret. Now I have an aim to transfer incompetent witchcraft into the world’s confession.