The magic of a Hero

For quite sometime now I've been feeding my will of fantasy on this... A Hero.
I'm a confessed fan of Smallville: that's exactly my type of hero. The guy who needs to save everything and everyone. To guy who has his heart more overwhelmed with feelings than most humans could possibly carry even if they had 5 or 6 hearts...
The guy who messes things up like, every now and then, just to have to work his ass off trying to make it alright again.

'Cause that's just what a hero is: a person, like you and me who is given a higher chance. An ability to keep balanced a world that is sometimes too unbalanced.

I used to say back when I was (was?) a child that I wanted to be a scientist. Discover a way for humans to fly. Turns out all I need is to become a Kryptonian... Or maybe believe a little more that fantasy and reality are not that much afar from each other.

In the word's of the greatest general of all times, Sun-Tzo: "when you believe, you are able".
I believe, one day, I'll be my own kind of hero: and that's the true power of magic, isn't it?


(Written on a not so good, not very inspired note.)