A wish is like a coin flip you keep in your palm—one quiet thought, and you toss it, and whatever lands face‑up becomes a new thread in the story. I’ve got a notebook of wishes I’ve overheard, and every time I pull a trick I wonder if the trick’s the wish or the wish’s the trick. It’s all part of the show, and the world? It’s just the audience’s eyes that decide if the illusion stays or turns into something real.