I'm sure Magnifi Gramarye didn't know. How could he? It was a one night stand, and Mother was all about appearances. So officially, I'm the son of our father. But both of them knew the truth, and this reflected in their treatment of me. I always connected with Gramarye's magic more than anything with Father.
[ He's very... Pensive. It's very odd. It's like the cold mask has fallen away for a time, because Klavier is someone he can be vulnerable with. But there's so much more under the surface. Well. Klav had wanted to face the darkness at the bottom, the darkness that had swallowed up his brother. Time to shine the blazing, burning light of truth on it, yes? ]
In 2006, Magnifi came to television spotlight. The year you were four years old. I was twelve, and wanted nothing more than to do the magic tricks I saw on television. So I snuck us out with some knives, into the gardens. I wanted an audience. I should have known better at the time, but I think I was hoping that if I did get hurt, Mother and Father would finally stop being cold with me.
[ "How could you do something so dangerous with your brother!? What if he'd gotten hurt!?"
The words of his mother, shaking him by the shoulders angrily while Father checked Klavier over still ring in his head, echoing from the past. His parents had never cared. He was a mistake, an aberration in their family. Unwelcome. The unfavorite. Nothing he did would ever be enough, no matter how successful he happened to be. ]
...An accident happened that day. I tried to juggle a knife. I thought I could do it. It was stupid, looking back. The wound needed many stitches. Mother and Father... Didn't care that I was hurt. Only that I could have hurt you. Whatever positive feelings I had for them... Died on that day, strangled out by the yells and the shaking before they finally got the wound stitched up. I stopped trying to earn their approval and love. I was never going to get it.
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[ He's very... Pensive. It's very odd. It's like the cold mask has fallen away for a time, because Klavier is someone he can be vulnerable with. But there's so much more under the surface. Well. Klav had wanted to face the darkness at the bottom, the darkness that had swallowed up his brother. Time to shine the blazing, burning light of truth on it, yes? ]
In 2006, Magnifi came to television spotlight. The year you were four years old. I was twelve, and wanted nothing more than to do the magic tricks I saw on television. So I snuck us out with some knives, into the gardens. I wanted an audience. I should have known better at the time, but I think I was hoping that if I did get hurt, Mother and Father would finally stop being cold with me.
[ "How could you do something so dangerous with your brother!? What if he'd gotten hurt!?"
The words of his mother, shaking him by the shoulders angrily while Father checked Klavier over still ring in his head, echoing from the past. His parents had never cared. He was a mistake, an aberration in their family. Unwelcome. The unfavorite. Nothing he did would ever be enough, no matter how successful he happened to be. ]
...An accident happened that day. I tried to juggle a knife. I thought I could do it. It was stupid, looking back. The wound needed many stitches. Mother and Father... Didn't care that I was hurt. Only that I could have hurt you. Whatever positive feelings I had for them... Died on that day, strangled out by the yells and the shaking before they finally got the wound stitched up. I stopped trying to earn their approval and love. I was never going to get it.