Once, quite a many a seasons ago.. I saw a hobo sitting in an alley. It was beautiful, he was creating ladybugs from his blood drops that were coming from his arm. I asked him, did it hurt? He answered, yes. But such is life and price to pay for the amazement of magic. Nothing is free. But if you are willing to learn with a passion, then one must be willing to pay to learn.
With that he raised his blanket over him, and dissapeared.