A spotlight illuminated a man, standing in the middle of a large circle. Just outside the circle he was surrounded by rows and rows of empty stands. He closed his eyes and the sound of the crowd cheering filled the void.
“Believe,” he whispered to an empty room, under a large tent. “Believe,” he repeated over and over, shouting till his voice bounced off the tent walls, shaking them to life.
He stopped but the words kept on repeating, like an echo, till it took on a life of its own and his eyes opened to a crowd filled circus.
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