A great magician stands inside a castle in the middle of the sea. The air inside crackles with energy as the magician slices the air with his fingers, a low deep muttering coming out from under his breath. 11 hooded figures surround the man, holding hands as they gently sway, humming in unison to create a harmonious cradle for the magician’s incantations. A storm rages outside and clouds as dark as the deepest shadows of the night, race across the sky, thunder bellowing from all around. Bolts of lightning dart down from the heavens and reveal a fleet of ships in the distance, battling with the forces of nature as they try to maintain price stability and maximum employment. A ship called the Bank of England, has had her hull breached, but managed to fix it up before too much damage was done. Andrew Baily, the ships head magician, shouts into the wind, begging for those in the castle to end their spells, but to no avail. The winds are too strong, and the magician of the castle too focused up on his task on bringing down inflation. This is no normal storm. This is tragic magic.
The Great Storm
The Great Storm
The Great Storm
A great magician stands inside a castle in the middle of the sea. The air inside crackles with energy as the magician slices the air with his fingers, a low deep muttering coming out from under his breath. 11 hooded figures surround the man, holding hands as they gently sway, humming in unison to create a harmonious cradle for the magician’s incantations. A storm rages outside and clouds as dark as the deepest shadows of the night, race across the sky, thunder bellowing from all around. Bolts of lightning dart down from the heavens and reveal a fleet of ships in the distance, battling with the forces of nature as they try to maintain price stability and maximum employment. A ship called the Bank of England, has had her hull breached, but managed to fix it up before too much damage was done. Andrew Baily, the ships head magician, shouts into the wind, begging for those in the castle to end their spells, but to no avail. The winds are too strong, and the magician of the castle too focused up on his task on bringing down inflation. This is no normal storm. This is tragic magic.