Ezra smiled, having just finished his last delivery. The fire was just an instance in time, so he didn't let it bother him for long-- instead, he used the reconstruction as an opportunity to (figuratively) rain magical items down on St ---'s populace from his magical portal (which, in this world, takes the form of locker 3205, which Ezra stole from the local high school). He already knew everyone's future, but where's the fun in knowing everything that will happen? So, for each person in St ---, he delivered a box containing an object that could change their future. He smiled at the invigorating unpredictability that he hadn't felt in far too long. Who knows what will happen now, if people decide to open their boxes?
(Aside) So, dear ones, what will be in your box? Will you choose to open it? Save it? Throw it away? Sleep with it under your pillow? Oh. no, what to do?
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